Riley’s pov
The next morning, I woke up with a sharp pain stabbing through my lower abdomen. It was like a knife twisting deep inside me, and I groaned, clutching my tummy. I didn’t know what was going on, but I couldn’t afford to miss school today. I had heard from a reliable source that the grand finale of the annual basketball tournament was happening, and it wasn’t just any game. The boys in my class were playing, and all the girls needed to attend.
Despite the pain, I forced myself out of bed, dragging my feet toward the bathroom. I took a quick bath, hoping the warm water would ease the discomfort in my abdomen, but it didn’t help much. The ache stayed with me as I dressed, a dull throb that refused to go away. I didn’t think it was my period; that wasn’t supposed to come until nex
