“I’m trying to look out for you here,” I say softly, carefully, willing him to understand how serious this truly is. “You have so much going on right now, I’m worried you’re not thinking clearly.” “I’m thinking perfectly clearly.” He takes a deep, shuddery breath. “And I know that if you contact anyone on my team, you and I are done.” I reel back, stomach dropping like a lead weight. “What?” “If you go to the team’s athletic trainer behind my back, then I don’t see how this relationship can continue.”
