Se connecterGreg: The apartment is exactly how you left it before I returned into your life. I managed to get a flight back to San Diego tonight. I left my copy of your key on the kitchen counter. I’m sorry for trying to control your life without your permission or input. I was scared, and I handled it badly. I
The second the video call ends, the quiet booth suddenly feels heavier. I stare down at my dark phone screen for a moment while emotions continue twisting painfully inside my chest. Going home to California. Seeing Chase. Leaving Greg. Everything feels messy. Complicated even. Maybe even too complic
I blink. The words hit far too close to home. The table goes quiet. Even the twins exchange a look because they could see by my expression that the statement landed. I stare down into my coffee. “That’s exactly it,” I admit quietly. My voice is cracking slightly. “I just…” I swallow hard. “I finall
I stare at my phone for a second before finally hitting the group video call. The screen rings twice. Then two faces appear almost instantly. Sav is sprawled across a couch somewhere, wearing one of Chase’s hoodies with her blonde hair thrown into a messy bun, while Selena appears from what looks li
“Yes!” The anger comes rushing back instantly. “He told them everything that happened and made the decision himself.” Robin winces a little. “Oh…” “And then,” I continue heatedly, “he starts diagnosing me with some PTSD bullshit because of one nightmare.” Wren and Robin exchange another look. I se
I barely make it anywhere down the hallway before my knees give out. The apartment door slammed shut behind me seconds earlier, but instead of storming off as I intended, I sink down against the wall outside my own apartment with tears pouring uncontrollably down my face. My chest hurts. Not physica
By the time we arrived at the arena, the minivan was already waiting for us with the doors open, helping us get on the road quicker. I am so grateful right now for this. When the driver spots us, he comes and helps with Greg, just as he told me to climb on in and get myself comfortable. It took the
“Don’t be sorry. I just wanted to see if you were okay and when you were ready to leave, that’s all.” Fuck I have been such an asshole towards Greg these last couple of years and he doesn’t know that it was all because of Andrea is why we broke up in the first place.“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Listen, can
I leave the crowd, avoiding watching the trophy presentation as I need to find Garrett urgently. I hear someone calling my name from behind me, but I ignore it as I have something more urgent to deal with. I try and navigate myself through the crowd and all the riders who didn’t make it to the podiu
Just the night is young and there's still my league to do their heats and then the final race. My teammates are not racing together; they are competing in their own heats, which I am grateful for. It gives them each a chance to make it to the final and to the podium. It is a dream for all of us to b







