#Chapter 91: Couple Practice

Since Coach had been officially fired, Asher and I went to see him the next morning. We found him in his office, his personal items packed high in a single box. I fought back tears. I didn’t want to cry when I said goodbye. Asher offered his hand, and Coach shook it. “It’s good to see you, Asher,” Coach said. “I’m going to have to trust you to look out for Cynthia from now on.” “Always,” Asher said. Lowering his hand, Coach looked at Asher curiously. Then, his face lit up like he had reached some kind of conclusion. “Good on you. I compliment your willingness to protect your family.” Family? Wait. Did Coach think… Asher was the father of my baby? Asher, alarmingly, did not correct him. “I appreciate that.” “Now, wait a minute,” I started. “I think you are misunderstanding –” “I assume I don’t have to tell you what will happen if you hurt her,” Coach said. Asher stood straighter. I buried my face in my hands. This wasn’t happening. No way was I in this room while Coach gave