Do Not Fall For The Baseball Captains novel Chapter 93

Victoria’s POV

“We can’t thank you both enough.” Genevieve looked between Elijah and me, soft with gratitude.

her eyes

“The last three weeks… I honestly don’t know what we would have done if you two hadn’t been here every single day.”

I shook my head quickly, waving a hand in the air to brush off the praise.

“Gen, please, don’t. Caleb is my best friend. There’s nowhere else I was supposed to be.”

Nathan stepped forward from the hallway, his face looking more relaxed than it had since the night of the crash.

He pulled me into a brief, tight hug, mumbling a quiet thank–you against my hair before pulling back and extending his hand toward Elijah.

Elijah took it, the two of them exchanging a firm, respectful handshake.

Dominic was nowhere to be found, likely hiding out in his bedroom upstairs, but Caleb‘ s father was sitting in the high–backed armchair by the fireplace.

He hadn’t looked up once since we walked into the room. His thumbs moved in aimlessly across his phone screen, his face locked in a severe, displeased expression. At one point, he mumbled something entirely indistinguishable under his breath, his jaw tightening as he scrolled.

Genevieve noticed my eyes drift toward him. She stepped closer, gently touching my elbow to pull my attention back.

“Don’t pay him any mind, Victoria,” she murmured softly, her tone carrying a quiet fatigue.

She cleared her throat, turning her attention to Elijah.

“Elijah, when does the final season start? I know the schedule got completely turned upside down after everything.”

“I just talked to the coach this morning, actually,” Elijah replied, his posture relaxed as he leaned back slightly.

“They moved the entire block. The official games start immediately after graduation, right before the scout drafts begin. They wanted to make sure the scouts had a clear window to see the whole roster play without the final exams getting in the way.”

Genevieve nodded slowly, her expression turning slightly anxious as she looked back

at me.

bye for

“And speaking of finals… when do your papers officially start?”

“Monday morning,” I admitted, giving her a small, sheepish smile. “The first exam is at eight.”

Genevieve’s eyes pooled with tears, her lower lip trembling slightly as she looked at the two of us.

“Oh, sweetheart… you’ve spent nearly all your reading time sitting in hospital room$ and taking care of my son. You’ve barely had a chance to prepare.”

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