I stared at my desk, the wrestling room playing in my head and something swelling in my heart but ripping it to shreds at the same time. I was glad he had his friends. They loved him, and Will deserved to never be alone. But I also hated the idea of anyone else but me making him happy. Making Will happy was an amazing feeling. I wished I could be the girl I was at the Cove every day, but it was gone. The weight had crushed that spark, and I couldn’t muster the energy to even try anymore.
