I let my frustration get to me.

“Yeah,” she said and looked me up and down, “I guess I do.”

After that, the coach called us back to start running drills again.

This time, Gigi ignored me.

I couldn’t decide whether I preferred it that way or not.

At the end of practice, Jillian held me back. “Come over tonight. I have a new flat iron I want to try out on you.”

Was she only doing this because she felt sorry for me?

Absolutely.

Was I that desperate for the camaraderie that I’d accept her offer anyway?

You bet.

“That sounds like fun. Thanks, Jillian.”

I showered, changed, and hurried out of there as fast as I possibly could.

The other girls acted—weird to me. And it had only gotten worse with each passing day.

Stupid, stupid, stupid Trey.

Stupid, stupid, stupid me for allowing myself to get caught up with someone like him.

Trey was outside with the puppy when I walked into the courtyard. She came running up to me and asked for pets.

Which I always gave her.

It wasn’t this poor puppy’s fault that her parents weren’t together anymore.

“Hi, little girlie,” I said before I scooped her fluffy body up. “How are you?”

“She misses her mommy,” Trey said, startling me a bit.

He’d moved over to me quickly, and I hadn’t paid attention.

I kissed the sweet puppy and ignored her daddy. She nestled herself into my neck, and I gave her a hug.

“I miss you, too, Lex. Can we talk? Please?” he said in a low, whispered voice.

I shook my head and gave the puppy one last kiss. “There’s nothing to talk about. Here.” I handed the puppy back to her daddy.

She whined and started putting up a fuss.

Her crying broke my heart.

“Lexi, come over for five minutes so we can talk.” Gosh, his voice sounded so comforting and—if I let myself—I could almost believe it would be worth it to talk to him. What I wouldn’t give to have things back to the way we were.

Because I was weak—I stared at him for longer than I should have.

His eyes looked tired.

Otherwise, he was just as handsome as ever.