LOGINChase and Sav exchange a glance. Not a negative one. Not exactly. But not fully positive either. And suddenly my heartbeat thunders loud enough that I'm sure they could hear it as Chase and Sav exchange another look. The pause alone is enough to make my stomach twist in knots. Finally, Sav sighs so
Greg: How’s Jen today? This time, the response comes quicker than usual. Chase: Doing better. Smiling a lot more right now. My shoulders relax instantly. Thank fuck. I can practically picture her smile in my head. The slight crinkle near her eyes. The way her nose scrunches when she laughs proper
Days later, I am losing my mind. I have tried to distract myself. Training. Sponsors calls. Meetings. Time with my parents. Anything to stop thinking about the fact that Jen is in California and yet somehow, she feels impossibly far away. Every morning, I would wake up, reach for my phone, hoping th
“It’s not,” I mutter quietly. “Damn right, it’s not,” Dad says. “That girl loves her family with everything she has.” Mom nods sadly. “Your dad is right, honey,” she says gently. “Jen would do anything for her family. She’s worked herself to exhaustion trying to graduate early so she can start bui
I barely sleep at night right now. Every time I close my eyes, I either see Jen crying in that hospital room or imagine her in San Francisco, finally deciding she was done with me for good. By seven in the morning, I have given up pretending sleep is going to happen. The house is quiet as I sit at t
Hours pass in a blur of punishment. By late afternoon, I finally collapse onto the bench near the weights rack, breathing heavily. Sweat is dripping from my jaw as I grab my water bottle and take a long drink. That is when my phone buzzes. I frown immediately when I see the name. Chase. I wince know
The next day, the three of us met with my parents down in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Mom greeted the three of us the same with a single kiss on the cheek and a hug. We ordered a round of mimosas for the table, as this feels like a morning of celebration. Dad asked Sav what the news was that
“Would you stop the fucking pacing dude? You’re making me go just as crazy.” Chase stops pacing and turns to look at me, showing how worried he is on his face. Chase used to be able to hide his emotions from me very well, but now that wall he built has crumbled down to dust, he is able to read like
“So sorry I’m late got held up back at the hotel with finishing off a last-minute assignment.” He leans down to kiss Mom on both of her cheeks and to give Dad a handshake.“That’s alright, son. College work comes first. Plus, we wasn’t expecting you to come, but it is nice that the four of us are to
I can hardly believe I gave in to this demand. How am I going to explain this to Garrett? Fuck! I can’t take Greg this weekend, and I won't be able to bring him to the motocross race. Just thinking about what that might do to him with the memory loss is concerning. I really need to talk to Nick and







