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Chapter 197

Trevor asked again, “You or me?”

Celeste looked at Jordyn. “Jo, you decide.”

“Dad.” Jordyn said, “Mom doesn’t know how to play basketball, but Dad is really good at it.”

Celeste actually did know how to play basketball. But she didn’t correct her.

Since Jordyn had already made up her mind, she simply said, “You do it.”

Trevor nodded. “Alright.”

The sun was getting hotter, and the outdoor temperature had risen significantly.

Trevor took off his long black coat and handed it to her. “Hold this for me.”

it, and placed it on the grass

an eyebrow but didn’t

suddenly told her, “When you record

Celeste replied, “Got it.”

required the parent to pull a loop of rope forward while

point, the child pulled the loop while the parent dribbled. Throughout the game, the ball had to

time, Jordyn didn’t show much interest–maybe because she was still too young and had

had taught her or because Trevor had, when the game started, Jordyn dribbled with

Trevor pulled the loop backward,

first round. The return trip was

that Trevor was good at

hands. With his sleeves casually rolled up, his movements were both elegant and effortlessly skilled as

few spectators gasped in

Celeste kept recording steadily.

resurfaced in her mind–the memory of him playing basketball on their campus

months ago, when she occasionally recalled the past, his face and figure had remained crystal clear in

at the present–day Trevor–taller, more composed, and

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Jordyn

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