Broken Saint

The last time I saw Colt, I told him we were done. For good.

Our years of messing around were over.
The back-and-forth, the shattered promises and constant heartbreak, hoping he’d change his mind.
I was tired of being wrecked by a man I couldn’t hold on to.
College was behind me.
He was chasing his NFL dream.
I was headed back to my small hometown.
That was the day everything changed.
The day I almost died.
Now, five years on, I’ve somewhat managed to restart my life after the accident.
I’m settled.
I’m… happy.
And I’m no longer the girl he used to know.
So, the last thing I should do when I get an invite to his football game is go… right?
But that’s the thing about Colt—I’ve never known how to stay away.