The night air bites at my face as I speed away from the clubhouse, my borrowed bike roaring beneath me. Chloe’s text is burning a hole in my mind: ‘Need to see you ASAP.’
Her words were short, urgent, and I don’t know if I am overthinking but it’s got my gut twisting with worry.
Did something happen to her? Or perhaps Hera? But if something happened to Hera,the best person to call is definitely not me,right? These questions keep swirling in my mind and they are doing nothing to help. They are only intensifying my worry.
My heart is pounding, and I push the throttle harder, the city lights blurring past as I race toward the hospital. My mind is a mess, jumping from fear for Hera to the ache I still feel when I think about Chloe. I told her I wanted more than just a fling, and she shut
