Chapter 42
- The steam curled from my chai tea, filling the kitchen with its warm, spiced scent. I wrapped my hands around the mug, staring blankly at the marble countertop.
- I had barely slept.
- Elara hadn’t answered my calls. Not last night. Not this morning. Ryder and I had chatted. He had practice. I had spent the morning watching him coach some juniors while I practiced with the cheer leaders which would leave me sore later on.