Lily’s POV

The pain in my ankle was sharp and throbbing as the nurse helped me off the field. I clutched the crutches tightly, trying not to cry in front of everyone. The entire class was watching. Some with pity. Others with amusement. Mia’s satisfied smile from the sidelines burned into my memory.

Of course it was her. The way she had positioned herself near my lane. The perfectly timed trip. She had planned this. Just like she planned everything else.

I was on crutches for at least two weeks, the nurse said. No running. No sports. No easy way to escape the hallways where everyone stared at me. I...