We don't expect the unexpected when we fall in love. At least I didn't. Once it was done, that's all there was to it. I loved him and he loved me, and we would work out the rest, like college and careers. One thing we knew for sure was that we'd be together through it all. Fate ensured that when suddenly we were at the same school, despite us meeting on such a whim that summer, living thousands of miles apart. Until we weren't. Now, I'm stuck in the aftermath and barefoot in the rubble, left with a permanent reminder of the only boy I've ever loved, and he has no idea I'm pregnant. Cheerleading ended for me before it really even began, and Breyson never had a shot at college football. I still have half of my senior year to go and overnight it's no longer just about me anymore. I'm drowning in despair. But Fate has a way of twisting the plot when you think you know where you're heading, even when someone I've known all of my life has a new meaning to me. Maybe, had I followed the clues, I would have seen this one coming. I'm standing at a crossroads with the biggest question I'll likely ever face. Do I do what's right or follow my heart? Three hearts are on the line, but mates come in twos, and I'm the one that must choose which one will lose.