Across the city, the FC Dallas Training Facility buzzed with tension.
Brace stood at the podium, hastily set up for a press conference. Cameras flashed. Reporters leaned forward like vultures waiting for weakness.
Mr. Da Silva, his current superior, stood behind him, arms crossed, face unreadable. Management had called for the press gathering to address the scandal, and it was clear this could be a career-ending moment. Brace stepped up to the mic.
“I won’t make excuses,” he began, voice firm despite the turmoil inside him. “Yes, Sabrina Lane and I began our relationship under… unconventional terms. I won’t deny it. I made an agreement based on personal and professional pressure.”
Murmurs rippled through the crowd.
“But that agreement didn’t stay business. I fell in love. With her. Wi
