Karma

Mason I didn't just play the game, I dominated it. On and off the field. There wasn't anything I couldn't tame – or so I thought. Brecklynn shot that theory to hell. And brought me to my knees. Kicking me while I was down seemed cruel, but I did that to myself. My dreams of her and the game were gone before I could realize what I had done. Brecklynn Following my brother to college seemed sensible. Falling for the player wasn't. Watching him destroy his life was torture. Mason loved hard. The game and me. Capturing beauty in the lens was my dream, but I was watching my life fall apart in real time. He broke me. Along with himself. I don't know if I'm strong enough to put us back together.