Liam's POV

I told her I'm at the field through broken words, and true to her word, she appears within twenty minutes. I'm sitting on the grass, my head in my hands, when I hear her footsteps approaching.

"Hey," she says softly, settling down beside me in the blink of an eye.

I look up at her, taking in her concerned expression, the way she's clearly rushed over without bothering to fix her hair or change out of her practice clothes. Even in her hurried state, she's beautiful. More than that, ...