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198 pages, Kindle Edition
Expected publication June 1, 2026
Everything that had happened this weekend confirmed what I already knew. I’d broken my one rule. I’d flown past it, really. He couldn’t be gay. And I couldn’t unfeel any of it.
I looked at my ceiling. The glow-in-the-dark stars I’d stuck up there when we’d moved in still held strong. Childish? Maybe. But they reminded me of a time when I didn’t have to worry. When I didn’t feel the need to be on alert at every moment, terrified of who was watching my actions. When I didn’t know I was gay.
“Nice catch, princess!” Maddux shouted. “Did your boyfriend teach you that?”Laughter. It was just noise to them—a throwaway line, really. But it confirmed what I’d known for ages—that there was zero chance they’d accept me being gay. (...) I didn’t look at anyone, but these comments weren’t unique. They were why I had to hide who I was. In the minds of my teammates—my best friends—being gay meant being weak, second rate, inadequate.
After a second, he started walking with his bag strung over his shoulder, slowly and quietly, like he wasn’t sure if he belonged here and was trying to give himself permission to move forward. He hesitated again at our steps—not for long, just a half second longer than he needed to—and I realized something. He’d been holding back since I’d met him and was tired from keeping up his game of confidence.
I’d never understood the gay pride movement before, but maybe it was about this: not trying to change people like Easton’s dad but showing people like Easton that they were loved, no matter what. Maybe that was my role in his life. Maybe I was not the person he ended up with, and that had to be okay. But I could still be someone who made sure he knew he was loved, just as he was. That was who we fought for.