I lied about my body type and dated the campus hockey star online.
Cold to others in public, he was raunchy online, even begging to be my dog. Crushed by his clinginess, I ended us and blocked him everywhere.
At my best friend Tessa’s place, I met her brother. His unimpressed face felt eerily familiar.
“Stop staring. He hates pushy girls. Ever since an online girl dumped him, he’s bitter—even dogs avoid him,” Tessa said.
I froze. “Is your brother Adrian Cross?”
