Chapter 12 A Clash On Home Turf

• Caleb’s P.O.V
• The ball was in my hands, and the game had my full attention—or at least that’s what I wanted to believe. My focus should have been on the field, on the play, on securing the win, but my mind had other ideas. In my peripheral vision, I caught sight of Caroline and Aurora talking. My grip on the ball tightened, my jaw clenched.
• I knew Caroline well enough to know when she was genuinely interested in someone, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that her attention toward Aurora wasn’t just casual curiosity. It made my skin prickle with something I didn’t want to name.