FAZER LOGIN“There she is,” Sav says softly while glancing toward me. I smile faintly. “Yeah.” When we finally reach Sav and Chase’s place, I look around curiously while dragging my suitcase inside. The apartment feels warm. Lived in. Comfortable. Sav immediately launches into a dramatic house tour. “This is
I grip the armrest for the first few minutes of ascent until finally— Ding. The seatbelt sign is switched off. The plane has leveled out. And the medication has hit me fully. The tension slowly drains from my body like someone is releasing a valve. My eyelids have become heavier. The engine noise fa
My anxiety starts to build again the second I step onto the plane. The narrow aisle suddenly feels too tight. Too enclosed. Too crowded. People shuffle around slowly in front of me while the overhead compartments slam open and shut. Conversations blend together into overwhelming background noise, wh
Greg: 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
“No, J, you’re wrong.” Did he just call me J? Greg is the only person to ever shorten my shortened name and the only person I have allowed to call me that. He has not called me J in years, even before that night he broke up with me over the phone. “It has always only ever been you. I may have been a
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







