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“What am I supposed to do with all your stuff in the house?”
I took a deep breath. How the hell did Sean know about LA? I hadn’t even decided fully for myself yet. I couldn’t deny the appeal of going somewhere where no one knew me. A total escape. My team was gossiping about me behind my back. I couldn’t even go on social media because everybody in England was talking about me and Sean. I avoided the gym in case Sean was in there. I didn’t have a home. My best friend had betrayed me and kissed my ex-boyfriend. But worst of all, I’d lost Reece.
The barbed wire knot that had twisted my gut ever since he’d shoved me into that wardrobe dug in deeper. Reece didn’t want me. He’d come here today, but it didn’t mean anything had changed. Every time I walked past his office, my heart ached. How could I ever move on from any of it if I stayed here?
I eyed Sean with a calculating expression. Of all the times he could have come to me with this shit, he’d chosen now. He couldn’t even let me enjoy my victory. What a prick.
A look of discomfort crossed his face. “Well? Are you coming to pick your stuff up?”
I took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. No way would I give this man the power to ruin this for me. I plastered a smile onto my face. “You think you’ve won, but I’ve got you figured out, Sean. I know what you were trying to do to me. You wanted to make me feel small, because that made you feel better. Deep down you know that you’re the problem. You’re an egomaniac, and I can guarantee that all those girls you were with behind my back were faking it, too.”
His mouth formed a grim, tight line. “What?”
“You heard me.”
I turned to march away, but anger held me in place. I spun back around to face him. “The problem is, you forget who I am. You thought you could bend me out of shape, but you can’t. Getting over all of your bullshit made me something better. You made me into a fucking dessert spoon.”
He stared back in confusion. “You’re weird, Skylar.”
“No, your tiny brain just isn’t capable of understanding me.”
A flash of tweed in the crowd caught my eye. I squinted into the stands and my heart took a perilous leap.
Reece.
I darted away, leaving Sean and all of his bullshit a distant memory.
Chapter 39
Reece
I moved with the crowd into the foyer. It was time for Skylar to enjoy her victory. She’d wanted me here for the match, but I wouldn’t encroach on her need for space. If she wanted me, she knew where to find me. I wouldn’t make a joyous time for her uncomfortable. An elbow landed in my back as a group of supporters waving scarves in the air and chanting passed by. It had probably been a good game. I wouldn’t know. I hadn’t been able to take my eyes off Skylar long enough to concentrate.
Drizzle misted my glasses as I moved with the surging crowd through the exit.
“Reece?”
The familiar soft voice held me frozen. I’d expected her to be in a press conference by now, enjoying her victory. Instead, she was standing in front of me in the crowded foyer of the stadium. Mud splattered her face. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail that revealed the shaved edges of her undercut.
She fiddled with the ring in her nose. “You’re going?”
“I thought it would be for the best.”
She swiped mud from her arm and cleared her throat. “Right.”
We stared at each other for a moment. Then I came to my senses and remembered why we were here. “Well done. You had an incredible game. You’ve got everything you wanted. You’re in the Women’s Super League.”
Her eyes locked with mine and she chewed her lip. “Not everything I wanted.”
Silence swirled between us. People swarmed around us, throwing us curious glances. Skylar frowned and took me by the elbow. She led me back inside the stadium until we found a quiet corridor nearer the pitch.
We both blurted out words at the same time.
“You were incredible out—”
“I’m leaving for LA next week.”
Pain squeezed my heart. “What?”
