Jason POV:
Yeah, I let her go earlier, but the good news? I'd get to see her at the diner. With the nationals just a day away, Coach decided not to kill us with drills today. Instead, he kept it light—a warm-up, a few minutes of practice, and then he let us go, saying we needed to rest up for the big game.
Yay me. I finally had a chance to catch up with Ella.
After practice, I hit the showers as fast as possible, determined to make the most of this unexpected free time. But, of course, Dylan and Max had to tag along. Great. So much for my plan to have some alone time with her.
Still, we all piled into Max's car and headed to the diner. Max, being Max, was the first to bound through the door. He was ready to yell out Ella's name like always, but she wasn't there.
Not behind the counter. Not weaving through the tables, taking orders like she usually did.
