Chapter 3 A Family's Dream

Ethan Carter sat in his father's study, staring at the framed photographs that lined the walls. Each one told a story of Richard Carter's past-his days as a track star, his championships, and the promise of a professional career that never came to pass.

In the largest frame, a younger version of his father stood on a podium, a gold medal around his neck, his face beaming with pride.

Beside it, another image-a news clipping with the haunting headline: "Star Athlete's Career Cut Short by Injury."

Ethan swallowed hard.

This was his legacy. His father's dream now rested on him.

A Father's Expectations

"You've got what I never had, Ethan," Richard said, leaning against his desk. His gaze was sharp, focused, unwavering. "Talent. Discipline. Opportunity."

Ethan shifted in his chair. He had heard this speech before, but it never got easier.

"You're not just running for yourself," his father continued. "You're running for this family. For our name."

Ethan nodded. "I know, Dad."

Richard exhaled. "You're on the radar of top schools now. You can't afford mistakes. No distractions. No slacking off."

"I won't."

His father studied him for a moment before nodding in approval. "Good. Because we're meeting with a college recruiter next week. You need to be ready."

Ethan forced a smile. "I will be."

But deep inside, something twisted in his stomach.

Was he running for himself anymore? Or was he just carrying his father's unfinished dream?

A Mother's Concern

That night, as Ethan sat at the kitchen table, his mother, Melissa, placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You've been quiet," she said softly.

"Just thinking," he replied, poking at his dinner.

She sighed. "Your father wants the best for you, Ethan. But don't forget that you're more than just a runner."

Ethan looked up. "Am I?"

Melissa frowned. "Of course you are. You're my son. You're Lucas's big brother. You have a whole life ahead of you."

Ethan forced a smile, but he wasn't convinced.

His life revolved around one thing-winning.

If he wasn't a champion, who was he?

Lucas's Admiration

Later that night, Ethan found his younger brother, Lucas, watching race highlights on his phone.

"You're amazing, Ethan," Lucas said, eyes shining. "One day, I wanna be just like you."

Ethan smiled, ruffling his brother's hair. "You'll be even better."

Lucas grinned. "You think so?"

"I know so."

But as Lucas turned back to his screen, Ethan felt the pressure mounting.

He wasn't just chasing his own dream-he was carrying his father's expectations, his family's hopes, and his little brother's admiration.

Failure wasn't an option.