“We're all so twisted, we can’t see the good, anymore.” TRIPP: Why did I agree to help an old teammate that I barely even trusted? I wish I could tell you, but I was drunk and don’t remember. Regardless, I kept my word and stood in for Hunter on a date with his ex. But unbeknownst to us all, she was a girl I already knew. Already wanted. So I couldn’t help that sparks flew and things went too far. I didn’t regret it either. Tatum was the first girl that ever made me feel like I belonged in Miami. Like I could have more than the lonely existence I thought I was destined for. But Hunter wanted her back, and revenge on me. Even going as far as targeting my soccer career. Turning what was supposed to be a friendly assist, into a twisted war. And putting Tatum in the middle, forcing her to declare a winner. Leaving me to decide how low I was willing go to get what I wanted. TROPES and details: Dual POV, friend’s ex, Voyeurism, love triangle, hidden identity