Rhys
I have a surprise for you.
I stared at the text on my phone, eyeing it suspiciously. It was from my grandfather, and he never sent anything that simple unless it came with strings attached. The words felt cold on the screen, like they carried something heavier than encouragement.
It sounded more like a threat than anything else, and I could not figure out what he was planning.
Ever since the night I had rejected Elian in front of everyone and publicly claimed Kayden as mine, my family had gone completely radio silent.
There were no calls, no annoying texts, and none of them had shown up for any of the games we played in Oak City. They had made their disappointment clear by staying away entirely, and I wished it would always be like that.
And now, on the morning of Game 7, this?
