We met a long time ago.
Our bond, instant.
And it didn't matter that she was older than me. At the time I didn't see her as anything but an incredible woman who stepped up and cared for me when no one else would. Now, years later, Ingrid is the 'mother' of the club I've transferred to.
The thought of us wasn't a fantasy for me back then.
But it's becoming one now.
The problem is-she's...