Chapter 500: worthy
The locker room was nearly silent when Izan returned.
The steam from the showers had faded into a faint haze, the room slling faintly of mint shampoo, fresh kits, and muscle spray.
Most of the players had already dressed and headed for the bus, their voices a distant echo in the hallway.
A few were still there—Partey on the treatnt table with ice strapped to his ankle, Nwaneri packing up his boots, and Rice laughing softly with one of the physios.
But it was quiet.
Izan exhaled, setting his phone down on the bench beside his folded towel.
His thumb hovered for a second over his phone before, pressing the power button, the facial recognition, scanning his face, and unlocking the phone almost imdiately.
1 new ssage — Olivia
“Proud of you. I’ll be ho by the ti you’re back. Be safe.
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