Austin’s out on bail.
Cecilia’s missing.
And it’s all my fault.
I should have protected her—kept her safe. Instead, I pushed her away.
If anything happens to her, I’ll never forgive myself.
But if playing soccer’s taught me anything, it’s that I’m not afraid to fight for what’s mine. On the field or off, I’ll play dirty if I have to.
Because losing her isn’t an option. Not this time.
Cecilia and me? We’re endgame.
