"No." Not tonight. I'd read enough opinions about myself for one lifetime. The comments wouldn't change reality. They'd only ruin the one good memory I'd made today.
As I continued walking home, I tucked my hands deeper into my hoodie pockets.
Things were still terrible. I'd lost my captaincy. My reputation was in pieces. My mother was waiting to tear into me. Poppy was still winning. Nothing had magically gotten better. Knox hadn't fixed my problems either. He hadn't swooped in and made everyone believe me.
He couldn't.
But...
He'd done something else. He'd sat through my rambling. Listened without interrupting. Dragged me to paintball when I wanted to drown in my own thoughts. Made me laugh when I genuinely believed I couldn't.
For reasons I still couldn't understand, the last pers
