Too Late to Call Me Yours

Fat. Stupid. Beckett Hale's desperate little shadow. That was all anyone saw in me. Even Beckett let them believe it. I was only his secret girlfriend. Then at graduation, he held another girl's hand and said I was just a friend. So I left. Months later, he came begging. But the girl he was too ashamed to claim was gone. And the champion fencer beside me? He'd been waiting for me long before Beckett ever learned to regret.