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Rowan tilted her head slightly. “Are you actually asking what happens after?”

I hesitated.

Then nodded once.

“Yeah.”

That was probably the first time I’d said it out loud.

Not to Coach.

Not to Luca.

Not to myself.

Her expression changed slightly.

Not emotional.

Just thoughtful.

“I don’t know,” she said honestly.

“Great.”

“But…” she added.

I looked at her again.

She continued:

“We figure out what matters more when we’re there.”

That should’ve sounded vague.

But it didn’t.

ROWAN

He looked at me like he wanted a clearer answer.

I didn’t have one.

Because I wasn’t stupid enough to pretend life was simple.

But I also wasn’t going to pretend I didn’t care.

“You’re going to be fine,” I added.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. “That’s not very convincing.”

“It’s not supposed to be convincing,” I said. “It’s supposed to be annoying enough that you believe it later.”

That made him laugh.

Properly this time.

Short.