Page 106 of Second Sin

Kane exhales hard. “Yeah. He…lost it. Said it was all true. Every word. Said he didn’t care who heard it anymore.”

My stomach drops.

“He told Coach to do whatever he had to. Suspend him, cut him, go public—he didn’t care. Just stood there, hands shaking, eyes wild, like he’d been waiting years for someone to drag it out of him.”

I close my eyes. Just for a second.

Of course he did.

Because if there’s one thing Sebastian Wilde knows how to do, it’s burn himself down before someone else can light the match.

“Figured as much,” I murmur, stomach knotting as I picture what this must be doing to him.

Kane's brow furrows. “Figured what?”

“That it was true.” My voice is even, but it scrapes coming out. “What the boy didn’t say is that it happened ten—maybe eleven years ago. Sebastian was barely twenty.”

Kane swears under his breath. “Jesus.”

“Yeah.”

There’s a heavy pause between us.

I can feel Kane watching me, waiting to see if I’ll flinch. I don’t.

Kane drops his voice. "He’s not gonna handle this well, Olivia. He’s been one inch from a cliff for years. This.. this could shove him off."

The knot in my chest pulls tighter.

"I tried calling a few minutes ago," I say. "Straight to voicemail."

Kane sighs. “If I hear from him, I’ll let you know.”

I nod. He gives my shoulder a squeeze then walks away.

My phone stays in my hand. I dial again. Straight to voicemail.

Please pick up.

I don’t realize Coach is calling my name until he’s standing in front of me, his expression unreadable.

"A minute Olivia."

I nod. Wordless. Heavy.

I nod, but Kane’s words won’t stop echoing—this could shove him off.And I’m scared it already has.

CHAPTER 41

SEBASTIAN

The elevator dings. Doors slide open.

I don’t move.

Just stand there—jaw locked, stomach churning, swallowing bile—tasting that thick, metallic nothing that sits like blood and regret on my tongue.

That’s the thing about rock bottom—no crash. No scream. No final moment.

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