Chapter OneMartina POV“Martina, don’t tell me you used all your part-time money to buy flowers for your boyfriend. Aren’t you supposed to get something for your mother to cheer her up?” Vera, my friend, asked as she stared at the bouquet in my hands.I smiled softly.“This is worth more than you think,” I replied. “Bruno is my life, and this is just a token. I wish I could give him more. It’s not easy, especially since this is the last award before we all leave college. And besides, my mother loves him for me.”I could see anger flash across her face.“I hate that you don’t see it,” she snapped. “That international baseball pitcher is only playing you. He’ll dump you when it suits him.”I rolled my eyes. “I hate how pessimistic you always are. Please, just help me with my hair already. I can’t afford to be late. I’m his number one fan,” I said, glancing down at the jersey I was wearing with his name printed boldly across the front.A short while later, I arrived at the stadium where
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