FAZER LOGINGreg takes a breath, visibly trying to remain patient. “I was trying to protect you.” “There it is,” I mutter. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You deciding what’s best for everybody.” Greg stares at me. “You think I wanted to do this?” “I think you crossed a line.” His expression darkens slig
JenI wake with a start, disoriented by the unfamiliar brightness pouring through the curtains. For a moment, I just blink up at the ceiling, my body heavy and sore, my mind foggy from restless sleep. My ribs are aching. My shoulder is throbbing from where the bruises still stain my skin. Every move
“But—” “I’m here.” I gently press her hand against my chest so she can physically feel my heartbeat beneath my shirt. “I’m alive.” Jen’s breathing hitches. “I’m safe,” I continue quietly. “And most importantly—you’re safe too.” Her eyes squeeze shut briefly as another tear slips free. I wipe it awa
I don’t remember falling asleep. One moment, I had been wiping down the kitchen counters after cleaning up the remains of the little welcome home party, and the next, I am lying beside Jen in the dark, exhaustion dragging me under harder than I had expected. The apartment is silent except for the di
Robin points dramatically toward the banner. “We decorated.” “And by decorated,” Wren corrects, “we mean fought with tape for forty minutes.” Jen’s hand flies up to cover her mouth as she laughed carefully to avoid hurting her jaw. I look at her quietly. The smile on her face is genuine. Not forced
The hospital discharge papers are sitting folded neatly in my hand as I walk slowly beside Jen through the corridor. Days. It has taken days before the doctors were finally satisfied enough to let her go home. Even now, I can see the exhaustion written all over her face. The bruising along her jaw
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
Jen gasps and covers her mouth in total shock, “You bought a ring for me?” I nod, “But I don’t understand, Greg, why buy me a ring and plan on having a future with me if you were gonna break up with me anyway?” I can physically see Jen shaking from this unexpected news.“I can’t answer that right no
Jameson quickly wheels me away to our trailer so the boys can finish working on their bikes. “I can’t believe that psycho crazy bitch. How dare she say that we are engaged? I would never do that to Jen. We’re not engaged, are we?” I ask them, as the three of them would know more than I would about m







