Hope

Layla stood with a proud smile on her face, her eyes fixed on Lloyd as he sat on the ground, despair etched across his features. The boy's cheeks were flushed with humiliation, tears threatening to spill as he fought to regain his composure. After a moment, she turned sharply on her heels, leading her two sons away from the scene. "Don't ever come back here to train with my sons," she had declared coldly. "You're not eligible." The finality of her words echoed in the air, leaving a heavy silence in their wake.