EPILOGUE I MATEO
Epilogue I
I'M ABOUT TO scramble off this couch and scribble the quickest marriage proposal known to man when my phone vibrates next to me.
It’s a text message from Nick.
Shit.
On my way out of the stadium, I saw him stalking furiously into his office with Luisa hot on his heels.
He probably wants to have my head on a pike.
I open the text and am taken aback by the fact that it’s a group text for the entire Monarchs team.
Nick:
Hi all, I know last night was a disappointing loss for all of us, but today is a new day. I am hosting a dinner party at my home tonight, and your attendance is mandatory. Plus-ones are encouraged, although no children, please. Make sure to wear your finer clothes and arrive ready for a celebration.
What in the actual fuck?
Isabella’s phone starts to go off, and I see it’s Daisy. By the way they’re texting back and forth, they too are at a loss.
Either way, after the stunt I pulled last night, I don’t have much of a leg to stand on when it comes to blowing this party off, so I guess we’re going out tonight.