AMY’S POV
My heart pounded against my ribs as my fingers hovered over the screen.
Ryder: Can we talk?
The words seemed to mock me from the glowing display.
After three days of complete silence, of my calls going straight to voicemail and my texts ignored, he was finally reaching out. And he was doing it right after Cole had walked out of the house.
I took a deep, trembling breath and tapped out a reply before I could lose my nerve.
Amy: Sure. Where?
I sat on the edge of my bed, clutching the phone like a lifeline. The seconds ticked by, stretching into an agonising minute. Then, the screen lit up again.
Ryder: The rink. Nine o'clock. Don't be late.
Amy: I'll be there.
I had to see him and apologise properly for the shoulder injury rumour I had set for Julian to leak. And with hi
