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23 — Turn the game

My heart is ramming in my chest. Every second seems to pass in slow motion because three minutes is so little and yet, it must be enough. If Jasper doesn't make a basket now, he will lose the game and will have to give up on the College.

The bitter taste of knowing this is my fault comes back strongly, and I feel like my throat is narrowing so much that it becomes hard to even breathe.

Please… Please, Jasper…

You need to make one more basket… just one more.

And as if hearing my prayers, Jasper manages to take the ball, and I can't help but cheer along with the crowd, standing up… doing my best to make him hear my voice in the crowd that's cheering for him right now. The sneakers are sliding across the floor, scratching… bringing my poor heart to my mouth with each step towards the hoop.

I clasp my hands together like in prayer, without taking my eyes off Jasper, who manages to be even faster and quicker on the court… And for a moment, I swear I saw his eyes glow in a very intense yell
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