PUCKING MY EX BOYFRIEND RIVAL FOR REVENGE
"No, Tanya. Believe it or not, I don’t go around telling girls our souls are knitted together. Usually, I’m the one trying to remember their names by breakfast. But with you? I didn't even have to try. You’re just... there. Behind my eyes. Under my skin."
"Give it a few days," I snapped, though my voice wavered. "That feeling, that 'spark' or whatever you want to call it, it’ll be gone. You’ll go back to your VIP suites, you’ll lead the team to the championships, and you’ll find a girl whose mother isn't on a transplant list and whose father isn't a ghost. You’ll forget the Crimson Omega ever existed."
"I don't think so," he whispered.