PART 4-CHAPTER 163 JESS

The sky was painted with shades of pink and orange, and the ocean sparkled below like a million tiny stars. A brisk breeze whipped my hair around as I ran, and for the first time in a long while, it felt good to be moving- not running from something, but simply enjoying the freedom of it all.

A year ago, I was running because Aiden told me to, and sponsors promised me so many things if I just pushed a little harder. I pushed it too far, and my love for running turned into resentment. It took me over a year to start again after Aiden, but now? Now I loved running again.

I picked up my pace, the rhythm of my feet hitting the pavement syncing perfectly with my country playlist. With every breath, I felt lighter, like the world's weight was finally letting up. I'd landed a job I actually loved: working with injured athletes to get them ready to train and play again.

Then, my phone buzzed in my pocket, the vibration breaking the happy trance. I slowed down, just a bit curious to see who was reaching out. It was probably work-related-things had quieted down a bit lately, but I kept my eye on a few clients, primarily athletes nursing injuries.

I glanced at my screen and grinned. It was Mark.

"Hey, Jess! I know we have our appointment at noon, but any chance I could swing by earlier? My leg is killing me!"

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working with since last season. He'd torn his hamstring during the finals, and recovery was

free until 2, so it'll work out

into my pocket, slipping my one earbud

as my heart threatened to jump out of my skin. He was tall, wearing a

breath as I tried to steady my pounding heart. "Shit. You scared the crap out of me," I muttered, rubbing my palms over my knees as I stood

the tension radiating from him. I bit my lip

had been happening more often than I'd like-people from my past

to the side, his expression hardening with disbelief. "You don't know who I am?" His

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frustration or amusement? His arms

in my face from embarrassment.

my damp hair. "So, I'm sorry

a smirk. "That's funny," he said with a chuckle, but it wasn't really to me. More like he

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