Chapters (48)
- Dedication
- Author’s Note
- Part 1. October 2019
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Part 2. November 2019
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Part 3. December 2019
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Part 4. January 2020
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Part 5. February 2020
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Part 6. March 2020
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Part 7. April 2020
- Chapter 23
- Part 8. May 2020
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Part 9. June 2020
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Part 10. July 2020
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Copyright
The question catches me off guard. For so long, I so desperately wanted to be in Hallie’s exact position. Losing out on the chance to compete in the Olympics was the single most devastating experience of my life—worse than surviving Dimitri’s rage, worse than watching my relationship with Tyler fall apart, worse than the time I thought I lost Ryan for good.
But the funny thing about your dream coming true is that it never quite happens the way you think it will. There’s always a twist. When I walked into the Olympic stadium for the first time, nobody cheered for me or waved signs with my name. My heart didn’t race with anticipation for my upcoming routines. Sports reporters didn’t hound me for interviews. And even stranger than all that? I didn’t care. I’m overjoyed to be here as Hallie’s coach. I’ve let go of my old dreams. My new life has replaced them.
Before I can tell him any of that, though, Hallie joins us on the sidelines for a slurp from her water bottle.
“We were just talking about how strong your tumbling looks today,” I tell her. “You’re gonna kill it out there.”
She grins and throws her arms around me. “Thank you so much for everything. I wouldn’t have made it here without you.”
She hugs Ryan, too, takes a deep breath, and walks proudly to the side of the floor with her head held high. An official booms out her name over a loudspeaker, and a hush falls over the arena. She waits patiently for the judges to indicate that she can begin. When it’s time, she salutes them and arranges herself into the starting pose I choreographed for her all those months ago. From where I’m sitting, I can glimpse the confident expression on her face. There’s a real poise to her today that she didn’t quite have when we met.
My eyes well up with tears as the first notes of her music ring out through the arena.
“No, Ryan,” I tell him. “I’m happy to be right here.”
Acknowledgments
• ACKNOWLEDGMENTS •
First, I’d like to thank you, reader, for picking up this novel. I’m honored that you chose to spend your time immersed in the world of this book. Thank you for reading!
I’m so grateful for the thoughtful, whip-smart guidance of my editor, Kaitlin Olson. This book is better in countless ways because of her creative instincts, attention to detail, and belief in these characters. From catching plot holes to sharpening dialogue, Kaitlin made this project shine.
I’m incredibly lucky to work with the same wonderful team at Atria Books yet again: many thanks to Megan Rudloff and Isabel DaSilva for ensuring this book falls into all the right hands, Tamara Arellano for her tireless copyedits, and Lindsay Sagnette, Suzanne Donahue, Jimmy Iacobelli, and Libby McGuire.