Shannon Lynch changed me. I knew that sounded like trite bullshit, but it was the truth. That day back in January when I knocked her out with my ball, I’d been so fucking lost and miserable. I hadn’t realized just how much until I looked into those midnight-blue eyes and was met with an almost mirror replica of my own secrets and pain. I was hurt and scared for reasons completely different to hers, but something snapped into place for me that day, and I hadn’t been the same since.
