Chapter 29: Daily Routine
David's day began like any other—early, before the sun had even stretched its rays across the sky. He was already on the treadmill at the gym, his feet pounding against the moving belt in a steady rhythm, the soft hum of the machine mixing with his focused breathing. His training was relentless. Every run, every drill, every shot—he knew it wasn't just about getting better. It was about proving something. To himself. To his family.
His phone buzzed from the side, and he wiped the sweat from his brow before reaching for it. His mom's name flashed across the screen. He took a deep breath and answered.
"Hey, Mom."
"David, darling!" Her voice was warm, like a blanket on a cold morning. "How's everything going? I watched your match yesterday—well, I saw the highlights. You were amazing. I'm so proud of you."
David couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. "Thanks, Mom. You know it's just another game, right?"
"Oh, I know, but to me, every game is a big deal." She paused for a moment, then added, "i heard your dad called you hope it was good?"
David's chest tightened slightly. "it was... he's good. He called me last night, said he was proud. It meant a lot."
She sighed, and he could hear the worry in her voice. "You know your dad... he's not the best with words. But he does care. I'm glad he's starting to show it."
David's eyes turned toward the window, the early morning light spilling over the horizon. He spoke quietly, almost to himself. "I want to make it easier for both of you. I want to change things. Make life better... for all of us."