A few days later, I head to the gym to get my head on straight. My emotions look like the New York City subway map—zigging this way and that, one running over the next.
Nikki’s husband, Logan, is in the ring with Gavin Pierce—the child actor turned Hollywood heartthrob who somehow thinks he wants to live in Alaska now.
I start my workout on the treadmill, my warm-up quickly shifting into a run. Even with my headphones in and “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses blaring in my ears, all I see is the crushing disappointment in Allie’s eyes when I told her that her belief was impossible.
Why do I care so much about proving her wrong?
Not getting the relief I need, I stop the treadmill and pull the headphones out of my ears, walking over to the boxing ring. “Logan, when’s your next open
