Caroline curled up on her bed, her hands tucked under the pillow as she stared at the framed photo of her mother and Justin. The ache in her chest was almost unbearable—in part from missing them, and in part over embarrassment on the athletics field. She’d never been a sporty person, and she’d sure as hell never moved like she had this afternoon. If she hadn’t already unlocked her key for the Magiques faction, she would think—against all logic—that she’d unlocked a key for the ...