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.
He said you're controlling. Said you're clingy. Said you used some number thing to trick him. I thought he didn't deserve all the years you spent revolving around him. Later, I would learn that Mason had noticed me even earlier. Back when I was still at cheer practice, rehearsing routines under the stadium light. Back when I only looked for
on the field. Back when I jumped, spun, smiled, and shouted Caleb's name with the rest of the the squad. Mason had been standing on the other side of the field, helmet tucked under his arm, silently watching me, and I had never once looked back at him. I looked at the long number above his head and couldn't help smiling. My smile made him a little annoyed. His ears turned red and
stopped talking. I leaned closer and poked his cheek, puffed slightly from chewing his bagel. If he's that bad, then what do you think about me liking someone else? He turned his head to look at me. Can you switch who you like?