Chapter Seventeen Ryleigh Two Months LaterOh my God, I had no idea watching Alexei on the football field from my spot in the suite would be so incredibly stressful. I stand here, gripping the seat in front of me, my gaze glued to him on the field. My stomach is in knots and my palms are sweating.
I’m wearing the jersey Alexei bought me in his team colors—navy and gold—with his number embroidered on the back. Most of the wives and girlfriends in the suite are dressed similarly, and some even have the word WIFEY printed across the back of their jerseys. It’s cute, and I wonder briefly if I’ll ever have one like that. The thought of it makes my belly tighten.
I almost brought Ella tonight, but now I’m glad I listened to Tracey’s advice and left her with Alexei’s mom at home. I’m sure Irina
