Page 305 of Ruthless Court

“I never looked back.”

Hannah bumps her shoulder lightly against mine.

“Until now.”

I glance over.

“What?”

“You look back.”

Her expression is serious.

“You remember exactly where you came from.”

Something moves in my chest.

I stare at her for a second.

“Yeah.”

Maybe that’s why I can tell her the rest.

“I want the NBA.”

“I know.”

“I want the contract.”

“I know that too.”

“I want the money.”

No shame in it.

“I want NIL money now. I want endorsements. I want enough that my parents never worry about another bill.”

Hannah listens.

“But I want something else.”

“What?”

“A school.”

Her eyebrows lift.

“A school?”

“Or academy. Something.”

I’ve never said this out loud to anyone.

Not Vale.

Not Stella.

Not Eli.