CHAPTER THIRTY-FOURHailee
Hailee’s heart raced, and her palms were clammy as she walked into the Rivers Arena. The warm weather had little to do with her perspiring. Tonight was game six of the Cup finals. Am I really doing this? Her stomach flopped. What if he can’t forgive me? Her fingers gripped the sign she’d brought so tightly that they started to go numb. Her body trembled and she fell back in the crowd. Alison grabbed her arm.
“You okay? You’re not thinking about backing out, are you?”
“No.” Backing out was not an option. If she didn’t do this, she knew she’d lose him for good, that is, if her crazy hadn’t run him away already. She couldn’t blame him if he had.
If there was any game she’d want to be at, this was the one. The Renegades led the series 3–2. If they won tonight, the
