Holding On: An opposites-attract sports romance

Up until that night, everything was perfect.
I'd just finished my junior year and had been named one of the best college football players in the country.

Now I'm living in my own personal hell, reliving that night, my busted-up leg a constant reminder of what I'm trying to forget.

Everyone is holding their breath to see if I'll play again, as if that even matters anymore. My future in the pros? The money? The media attention? I don't care about any of it.

All I want is to be left alone, but...