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“They fined me out of my ass. Overnight, my reputation crumbled into ruins among officials. Team USA dropped me from the qualifiers. The only reason it didn’t escalate was because of Andras. Everyone reveres him.”
“He’s never won a medal.” I ran a hand down my jaw, remembering the dossier I’d read on him. “Never had a fencer who’s won an Olympic gold.”
“He’s rough around the edges. Has the personality of a traffic jam. Only I’ve ever managed to stick with him. It doesn’t matter though. There’s an urban legend around the community that all you need is one session with him to medal. It’s true. The last four women’s medalists trained with Andras. They just didn’t take him as a coach, because he’s a raging asshole.”
“And Vera? She just went along with sweeping everything under the rug?”
“Vera agreed not to run to the media if I stayed in my lane and did all her dirty work.”
The rest of the puzzle clicked into place.
Why Farrow became Cinderella 2.0.
Why she still practiced fencing with hopes of competing in the Olympics.
And why she’d spent the morning in tears with her chance officially gone.
“I’ll never be able to do this professionally.” Fae shook her head, hopping to her feet and ambling toward the window. “That dream is gone. Dead. Just like my father.”
“Why did Vera leak it?”
Fae hugged herself as she looked out at the rose bushes. “Vera found out I have a private investigator and a herd of lawyers sniffing around. She found Tom going through her trash in the middle of the night.”
Motherfucker.
“How do you know?”
“She texted me.”
Guilt rocketed through me.
I’d brought Tom into her life.Ikilled her fencing dream.
Farrow’s shoulders caved as she hugged herself tighter. “I’m not even sure Andras will still work with me. I was his shot at an Olympic gold.”
“Has he reached out to you yet?”
I picked up her phone, scrolling through the nasty articles. This story had legs, picking up speed as we spoke. Blasted on every news outlet. Trending on all social media platforms.
No shot in hell Andras hadn’t seen this. Unless he’d taken a lengthy vacation on Mars.
Octi shook her head, turning to face me. Full-blown tears coated her cheeks now.
Sheer fury simmered at my heels, heating me from head to toe. “Farrow, stop crying,” I bit out.
The command smeared the walls like sticky tar.
I wasn’t used to this. To…feeling.
And with Farrow, I felt.
All the damn time.
How terribly inconvenient. I loathed it.
To my horror, Fae’s sobs grew louder.
Her wails clawed at my chest, ripping the flesh to shreds.
