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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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was a football player I'd been working with since last season. He'd torn his hamstring during the finals, and recovery was a serious

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into my pocket, slipping my one

my skin. He was tall, wearing a baseball cap low over his face, casting a shadow that made it hard to see who he was. "Jessica," the deep voice said,

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 back up, straightening myself to get a better look at him. His eyes were locked on

his arms now folded across his chest, and I could feel the tension radiating from him. I bit my lip and offered a

the words left my mouth. This had been happening more often than I'd like-people from my past expecting me to know them while I fumbled to piece

hardening with disbelief. "You don't know

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it frustration or amusement? His arms remained crossed like

head, feeling the heat rising in my face from embarrassment. "No, sorry. There was... an accident a while back. I

my damp hair. "So, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I really don't

his eyes, something sharp. And then, his lips curled into a smirk. "That's funny," he said with a chuckle, but it wasn't really to me.