ERIC’S POV

The evidence was clear: Coach Steele was the only person who knew we were staying in this place.

My heart clenched painfully in my chest as though two strong hands were squashing it. I couldn’t believe he’d rat us like this. Someone I considered a father. The only person who cared for me, took me in when no one else did, and molded me into what I am today.

He said he’d give me the world if he had it. Little did I know he was sowing the seeds of betrayal, waiting for the perfect season to reap them. His betrayal cut deep—like a slow-acting cancer, it spread...