Stacey’s POV:
I was on my way to see Noah in the hospital, and I was running late.
I still couldn’t help feeling guilty for the position he was in right now. If he hadn’t come to my aid, then all this wouldn’t be happening to him.
I bought flowers on my way. I pray he loves them. Noah didn’t deserve any of this; he was supposed to be in the basketball court practicing his hoops or throws or whatever it was they did.
I should be the one in the hospital, not him. He had his whole life ahead of him.
He is just twenty, for God’s sake, and now his dreams of playing basketball…
Oh my goodness!! You almost forgot that he’s the star player!
This was all my fault. I facepalmed my head.
I’ve heard that the interstate basketball championship was coming up, so I can only just hope he would ha
