Reigniting the Spark

Maddox POV

We walked inside together, and the second the doors opened, the sharp, familiar smell of chlorine hit the air.

Hadley went a little still beside me. Not in a bad way. Just… quiet. Like the place had already reached inside her before anyone even said a word. A man in a navy polo with Crestline Para Swim Program stitched over the chest spotted us almost immediately and started jogging tow