MIA'S POV“I have no choice but to break up with you, Mia.”The words slammed into me like a punch to the gut. The smile I had been carrying froze, then shattered.“W-What?” My voice cracked.Logan leaned forward on the park bench, elbows braced on his knees, refusing to meet my eyes. His fists clenched tight. He looked tired. But I should know him better.“I know this will hurt, but...”“Might hurt?” I cut in, my chest squeezing. “You think this might hurt?”For two years, Logan Brooks had been my world. Two years of love, or what I had believed was love. I had left school and stayed with him. Helped build his hockey career from the ground up. Planned his training sessions, scheduled his meetings, tracked every game. He used to call me the best thing that ever happened to him. That I was his great support.And I had believed every word.“I thought you called me here because you missed me,” I whispered, throat tightening. “Like you always do.”God, this couldn’t be real.“I’m sorry, M
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