Connor
When Edward settled me into bed, he was back to answering calls and stressing. It wasn't great to hear him and the coaches talk about me in the car. It wasn't that they said anything bad but it wasn't all positive vibes either.
Phil wondered if I had gotten injured on purpose after today's meeting. Edward didn't know I had gone to a meeting today and therefore asked for clarity whilst he gave me a glare in the car. I just had to press my lips together and look innocent whilst Phil filled him in.
An artery I never saw on Edward's forehead before popped out and he looked murderous. He argued that why wasn't he consulted about this since he felt like I was fully fit to play for the season. His exact words were 'it's a bullshit decision that is going to get us bullshit results'.
