Se connecterElena's POV"Why do you look suspiciously happy today?"I didn't even look up from my coffee."Good morning to you too, Adrian," I said.He dropped into the chair across from my desk like he lived there, stretching his legs out, watching me with the expression he always wore when he thought he’d figured something out."Seriously," he said, leaning forward slightly."You're different today, what happened?""Nothing happened," I said, setting my cup down and opening my laptop.Then he tilted his head slowly, like something had finally clicked for him."So," he said, keeping his voice deliberately casual. "Should I assume you actually went to Caleb’s game?"I paused for exactly one second. Then I looked up at him, deciding how much I actually wanted to tell him.“Yes,” I said simply. “Now, things are… less complicated.”Adrian stared at me blankly.Then he leaned back and let out a short laugh.“Wow," he said, shaking his head. "Caleb Harding finally making progress after ten years, mirac
Elena's POV"Well, well, well," Amara said, looking up from the front desk with that slow smile she always gave me, "Look who finally remembered we exist."I laughed softly, pulling my bag higher on my shoulder."I've been busy," I said, tilting my head apologetically."You're always busy," she replied, already reaching for something behind the counter, "Same package as usual?”"Please," I said.She handed me a robe and a locker key and I exhaled for what felt like the first time all week.The spa was exactly what I needed today.Soft lighting. Low music playing somewhere in the background. Warm air scented faintly with eucalyptus, citrus and something faintly floral drifting through the air.One of the few places that could still quiet my brain for more than five minutes.I'd forgotten that.It had been two days since Caleb’s game. Two days since he looked at me in that corridor like I’d said something that changed everything.And somehow, despite how intense that conversation had be
Caleb's POV"Man, you need to relax," I said, tossing the ball back toward Dre. “We literally just played a full game yesterday, be grateful coach even let us breathe today."Dre caught it and shook his head."Easy for you to say," he muttered. "You weren't the one getting cooked out there."The guys around us laughed.Someone threw a towel at Dre from across the field, and he ducked it badly, which made everyone laugh harder.It was that kind of morning, loose and easy, just a light session to keep the body moving without breaking it down again so soon after the win.I was in a decent mood. Better than decent, actually.I was still carrying something from last night, something Elena said in that corridor that was sitting warmly somewhere in my chest.Eventually, the session wrapped up, and the group started drifting apart, guys heading toward the facility in twos and threes, still talking, still laughing.I broke away from them and walked inside alone.The noise from the field faded
Elena's POV"You can always tell when Caleb's in a good mood,” Dalia said, leaning toward me slightly. "He's definitely showing off tonight."I smiled but my chest twisted a little. She said it so easily, like nothing had changed between us at all.Nobody around me knew otherwise.The stadium was electric, loud in that full-body way where you feel it in your ribs, and the game was winding down now, the last few minutes left on the clock, Caleb's team already ahead.I'd been watching him the whole game without meaning to.Every time he moved, my eyes found him automatically, every difficult play made me hold my breath without realizing it, and when it went well I exhaled slowly, like something in me was still connected to him even from up here.It scared me a little.Then my eyes drifted toward the sideline again.Sara was still there.She didn’t move much the whole game, just present, talking to staff, watching him on the field.I looked away, pretending it didn’t bother me. Then the
Elena's POVFriday evening sunlight spilled softly through my apartment windows, the TV playing low in the background while I lay stretched across the couch in one of my oversized sweaters.I left work early for once. No meetings. No calls. No pretending I wasn’t exhausted.The apartment was too quiet. Three days had passed since the date with Drew, and somehow that only made everything worse.Because the entire time, all I could think about was Caleb.I stared blankly at the TV without actually processing anything happening on screen when my phone suddenly rang beside me.Adrian.I answered with a sigh.“What?”Adrian laughed immediately.“Damn. Nice to hear from you too, sis.”I rolled my eyes slightly, sitting up just enough to grab the remote and lower the TV volume.“What do you want?”“Maya wants to know if you’re disappearing on us again this Sunday or if you’re actually coming to lunch for once.”I let out a quiet laugh.“I was literally at your house last week.”“Yeah, and b
Elena’s POVDrew: You still owe me that hangout, by the way.I stared down at the text for a second, my thumb hovering over the screen.Tuesday morning sunlight spilled across my sheets while my coffee sat untouched on the nightstand beside me. For a second, I’d genuinely forgotten I even gave him my number that day.I considered ignoring it. Or sending something polite enough to end the conversation quickly before it really started.Instead, I exhaled softly and typed back.Me: Sure.I sent the text and his reply came almost immediately.Drew: Good. I was starting to think you ghosted me already.Before I could respond, a second message followed right after.Drew: There’s a bowling place not too far from downtown. You free tonight?I hesitated for half a second, contemplating, before I finally gave in.Me: Yeah. What time?We settled on seven. Then he sent another text.Drew: I’ll pick you up.I smiled faintly at that before typing back.Me: I’ll meet you there.Simple. Easy. Exactly
Elena's pov"This is pathetic."I said it out loud to my empty apartment, staring at my laptop screen where I sat on my couch, refreshing my email for the third time in ten minutes.Nothing.No new messages, no updates, nothing from him.Work had been unbearable the last three days, every moment at
Elena's povIt took a few minutes before I could move.I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling, still breathing hard after everything that just happened.The sheets were tangled around my waist and my hair was a mess.I could still feel him everywhere.On my lips, on my skin, between my thig
Elena's POV The spa was one of my favorite spots back home.It was one of the places I always went to before I ran off and married Damien.I wanted a body massage, a manicure, calm music, maybe even a facial if I felt like it.I wanted to wash last night off my skin, out of my head, and pretend fo
Damien's POV "Blackwell, can you drop these off on twelve?"I looked up from my desk as my supervisor, Marcus zen, dropped a stack of files in front of me."Sure," I said, grabbing them, "What are they?""Quarterly reports for Henderson," he said, already walking away."Meeting room C."I stood up







