Jake Abbot
I screamed as I hit the steering wheel of my truck parked at the airport. The team plane had landed after the worst game of my career. We lost in overtime because of a goal I should have stopped. It would have been a horrific loss if it weren’t for my defenders.
I couldn't stop a shot as my mind was racing with thoughts of Winter with Jared. I had overheard him telling Wyatt he had been texting her, and they planned to see each other when he got back.
Does that mean she doesn’t care what I have to say? She’s ready to move on.
I couldn’t think straight as my heart twisted, and every beat had become painful. I didn’t even care about the disappointed look on my father’s face or the screaming fit from William.
If I couldn’t be with her, I couldn’t play on this team any longer.
