All Chapters of Until The Finish Line!: Chapter 11

Oliver approached with a team mate, Ben, at his side, laughter still clinging to them like static from whatever inside joke they’d been carrying across the quad. Their voices blended into the general noise of the camp—shoes scuffing pavement, distant music, the low buzz of people who hadn’t quite decided whether the night was over yet.Oliver’s eyes found hers almost instantly. They always did, like a reflex he hadn’t managed to unlearn.“Hey, Sloane,” he said, easy and warm. “We were about to grab something in the main lounge—wanna come?”The words landed heavier than they should have.It was the first time Oliver had asked her to join them—join him—in months. Not a group chat invite. Not a casual “we’re all going.” A direct ask. Clear. Intentional.And on any other night, she might’ve said yes just to see what it felt like again. To pretend nothing had shifted between them since camp. To sit across from him and search his face for something familiar.But tonight, her head was buzzi