A woman discovers that her future husband is actually her teammate, setting off a tense game of love and regret. As their paths keep crossing, she must decide whether to fight for the relationship or walk away from the betrayal.
The air went quiet for a few seconds. Sorry, I didn't bring my phone. How about I- Such an obvious rejection line nearly knocked the breath out of me. That's fine. Sorry for being weird.
Even after I rushed into the apartment building, my heart was still pounding. My nose even stung a little. So humiliating. He must have thought I was crazy. Even when Caleb said cruel things to me, I'd never felt this awful.
But right now, the ache was unbearable. As soon as I walked in, Caleb's voice sounded behind me. Ava! I turned and saw Caleb walking over.
He carried the cold air of the athletic complex on him, and a trace of women's I think I saw you at the intersection just now. You came back with someone? Looked like a guy.
Do I know him? You're back! Caleb, did you get yourself a girlfriend? Caleb froze.
What? My mom pointed at the side of his face. That girl's lipstick mark is still there. Caleb's face grew paler and paler.
He raised his hand and wiped his face hard. It brushed on by accident. Ava, I didn't. I was still stuck in the sadness of being rejected by Mason and couldn't be bothered with