Maria POV
*The gym was a stifling oven**, and I was trapped on the bleachers, bored out of my mind. Watching a basketball team practice was supposed to be exciting, but after the first fifteen minutes, it was anything but. They’d been running in circles for what felt like an eternity, followed by endless rounds of suicides. I could practically feel my brain melting. The only saving grace was the book in my bag. Without it, I might have considered slashing my wrists just to end the torment.
Thirty minutes into practice, and the twins were so engrossed in their ball-handling drills that they probably wouldn't notice if the gym caught fire. Perfect. Coach was gearing up to start a scrimmage, the perfect moment for me to make my escape.
I quietly grabbed my backpack and gym bag, slinging th
