the walls. Each one told a story of Richard Carter's past-his days as a track star,

his father stood on a podium, a gold medal

ing with the haunting headline: "Star

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leaning against his desk. His gaze was sharp, focu

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ded. "I k

f top schools now. You can't afford mis

won

in approval. "Good. Because we're meeting with a

d a smile.

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er's C

kitchen table, his mother, Melis

quiet," she

he replied, pok

est for you, Ethan. But don't forget

oked up.

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ved around one

a champion,

s Admi

s younger brother, Lucas, watchi

s said, eyes shining. "One da

his brother's hair. "

ned. "You

now

to his screen, Ethan fe

arrying his father's expectations, his family

wasn't a