Ashley POV

As Clark and I stepped out onto the empty stands on the east side of the arena, the music was blasting.

He left me alone when a female staff member hesitantly approached us, wanting to talk to him about something backstage. He apologized for having to leave so suddenly, but I assured him I’d be fine. Honestly, he could’ve walked away without me even noticing.

Because there were seven guys dancing in the middle of the brightly lit stage, I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Or, more specifically, the one wearing gray sweatpants, a loose white T-shirt, and yellow-branded boots.

Jayden Keller.

The last time I saw...