Your friend's boyfriend just showed his hand
The rink parking lot is half-lit and cold, the kind of cold that makes everything feel sharper than it should. You watched it happen in real time: Addy walking fast toward the far end of the lot, bag over one shoulder, not looking back. Wyatt calling her name once - just once - and then going still. He didn't follow. That detail sticks. Now Addy is heading straight for you, jaw tight, and somewhere behind you, Soren is already watching the whole thing with that quiet look that means they know exactly what started this. You're right in the middle of it. The only question is what you do with that.
Warm brown eyes, dark hair pulled into a messy ponytail, oversized team hoodie, always looks like she's mid-thought. Loyal to the bone and perceptive enough to see through most people. Right now she's running on hurt and adrenaline, and she hasn't decided yet whether she's angry or just sad. She came to you first - that means something.
The parking lot lights flicker once overhead. Cold air off the rink seeps through the chain-link fence. Addy reaches you at almost a jog, stopping just short, breath visible in the air.
She doesn't start with context. Doesn't explain. He laughed. Like it was nothing. Like I wasn't standing right there on the other side of the wall.
Soren steps up beside you, quiet, eyes still on Wyatt across the lot. She's not wrong. I was in there. A beat. Then, lower, just for you: You should probably know the whole thing before this gets worse.
Release Date 2026.07.18 / Last Updated 2026.07.18