“Alright, I get it. I’ll give you some space then come and see you when I’m back.”

“I was just shocked, love. You know I’m not good at that stuff. We will talk soon.”

“Miss you.”

What a fucking joke. Or was I the joke?

I felt like a fool. Taken for granted. Absolutely humiliated.

Of course, over the past four years I made a rookie error and fell in love with the famous footballer, Ethan Harris. But when I laid those revelations on him, I at least expected to walk away as friends—at the very least.

But whoever the person in that video was… I didn’t know him. That person was cruel and vicious, not at all my Ethan, someone who I had grown to respect and know.

Whoever that was…they weren’t worth knowing at all.

I blocked him.

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Prologue

Medical Malpractice

GABRIELLA

Twenty-six years old…

I smoothed my hands down my tight black dress, ensuring that I looked immaculate.

Tonight was the night I was going to admit my feelings to Leonardo.

I had built up my courage one brick at a time and since we were coming to the end of our postgraduate Doctor of Medicine program, I knew I had to grab life by the metaphorical balls and jump.

It had been four years since that first day I ran into the troublesome duo, Leonardo and Nico—best friends that were so starkly different they regularly clashed in personality and nature.

However, they always said that once they met me, they had found their counterweight. That I was the one person that equalised their conflicting sides—and I was inclined to believe them.

Since our forced group assignment together, us three musketeers were inseparable. Leonardo was the serious one, always keeping us in line with his rigid stance and unwavering disposition. Nico was the fun-loving jokester who sometimes pushed his unpredictability a little too far. And me, I was the glue that meshed them together, my character a healthy mixture of both.

Due to our ingrained dynamic, I was hesitant to break that bond by admitting my love for Leonardo. And god, did I love him.

It was sudden and gradual all at once. I didn’t even know I was falling until I had already hit rock bottom, my heart cracked open at the feet of my best friend, Leo.

I cultivated this treasure and kept it secret for over three years, hoping and wishing that he felt the same. It may have been my imagination or pure blind hope that I picked up on subtle signs and minute tells that made me think he was experiencing the same torture I was.

I couldn’t know for sure, but I owed it to myself to try.