Long Shot (Hoops, #1)

by Kennedy Ryan

I’d play you at the five.

A prayer, not for a perfect life, but for wisdom to take care of my second chance. To learn from my mistakes, but not be a prisoner to them. To forgive the one who harmed me, not because he deserves it, but because he gets no part of my heart.

When you hold onto bitterness, it infects that part of your heart, and my heart is reserved for those who love me back and who love me most.