Evelyn's POV
"Evelyn, good to see you," said a hoarse but familiar voice.
I froze.
The man in the wheelchair barely resembled the athlete I'd known in college. Leon Robinson, once called Leo Richards, had been the picture of strength and charm. Now illness had stolen his muscle mass, leaving his cheeks sunken and his skin pale. But those amber eyes remained unchanged. Intelligent, warm, with that slight distance. When his gaze met mine with recognition, I couldn't breathe.
"Leon," I whispered, still holding Calvin's tie from our game with Alexis. I hadn't realized I was clutching it. "Leon Robinson."
His eyebrows lifted in surprise. "You know my full name? You've learned about my background?"
I nodded, giving him a gentle, real smile."Of course.You're not Leo Richards a
