Nancy’s past scars still ran deep. Better to bury them than risk another heartbreak. Night after night, she wrestled with her feelings, unsure how to face Brandon.

Bianca tilted her head thoughtfully. “Diana, I remember how you used to be his biggest fan, always defending him on Twitter, acting like he could do no wrong. You adored him back then.” She paused, then asked gently, “So, what’s really in your heart? Online, you’re his champion. But in person, you keep pushing him away.”

Diana’s lips pressed tight, her fists curling. Memories of Brandon’s past mistakes gnawed at her. She cared for him but couldn’t bring herself to show it, pulling...