"For ten long years, Cynthia had loved Ethan Luciano in silence.
On the night he won the national championship, he finally pulled her into his arms: “I’ll marry you the moment we graduate.”
The next morning.
What she heard instead was Ethan’s cocky laugh echoing among his teammates:
“She was so fucking eager… legs wrapped around me the whole time, telling me she loved me. She’s a good warm-up though. Looks innocent but takes it like a pro. I’m gonna use her a few more times until I get with Sylvia.”
In that moment, Cynthia’s world shattered.
The boy she had loved for ten years had never loved her back.
She was never his future — only his practice."
