Colton's POV
Trey and his mate have been quietly chatting with one another, and although it isn't perfect, I'm jealous of the man.
His mate doesn't have anything personal against him, but mine has years of emotional scars I've given her.
Right now, I'm watching her laughing and smiling with the men helping us renovate the gym, and I wonder how different things could have been between us, yet again.
Before my mind can go too dark, Rhea comes to my side, gently stroking my arm.
"You look unhappy."
"I was just thinking about-"
"Things you can't change?" Rhea says, cutting me off. "I was thinking about the same thing, but I learned a long time ago to let certain things go."
Rhea points out the places that we may be needed, and I follow her, wondering, yet agai
