“You hold tight, Elly,” Sophia murmured, close enough to hear the smile in her voice.
Grip and Release
But in the locker room afterward, Elly rubbed her ribs, and Sophia flexed her wrist. Both smiled. Both knew — next time, the mat wouldn’t be so merciful. Would you like a different tone (e.g., more dramatic, romantic, or competitive/fight-oriented)? elly clutch sophia locke
