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Ongoing, First published Oct 19, 2023
Jamie Fleming has been living in Barcelona for over a year now, and she still can't get a good grasp on the language. Working as a sports writer (and part-time poet) and covering Liga F matches would be enough to give most people a head start at learning it, but something seems to be holding her back. That is, until a world-class footballer with a world-class smile offers to help her learn for a price.
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Back to You

51 parts Complete Mature

Romy Liora Quinn has never liked being seen. Raised in London by a quiet British mother and a Spanish father who coaches a low-league women's team, she grew up on football sidelines - sometimes playing, mostly watching, always observing. Now in her twenties, she spends more time behind the camera than in front of it, capturing emotion through a lens rather than feeling it for herself. A short freelance photography job abroad is meant to be just that - short. Professional. Safe. But then there's her. The centre-back with a fire behind her smile and a past that tugs at something buried in Romy's memory. They were just kids the last time they met - a shared summer between mothers, forgotten almost completely. Almost. Now, years later, the memory comes back slowly, piece by piece - in the curve of a laugh, in the flash of something familiar behind bold eyes. And Romy, who thought she'd built a life out of quiet distance, suddenly finds herself pulled toward something loud, bright, and terrifyingly close. A story about memory, missed chances, and the person you were never supposed to forget.