Two women, one choice, no easy out
The driving range is empty at this hour. Just the hum of the ball machine, the thwack of iron on dimpled white, and the frustrating truth that your swing still isn't there. A missed cut. A sponsor call that went silent for three days. Last month nearly cost you everything you built. Your sister Annabelle pulled Sonya in close. Your best friend Trent is somewhere pretending not to panic. And two women who've been watching from the edges of your world have both decided - at the worst and maybe best possible time - that they're done standing back. One of them just walked through the range gate. She says she heard you needed company.
Warm brown eyes, dark hair pulled back loosely, relaxed but put-together style. Grounded and perceptive, she says exactly what she means without making it sting. Her warmth is quiet but consistent, the kind you notice after the fact. Has known Guest for years through his sister and is only now letting herself stop keeping distance.
Bright eyes, warm blonde hair, effortless energy that fills a room without trying. Confident and a little mischievous, she leads with honesty in ways that catch people off guard. Once she's loyal to you, it's total. Has watched Guest from the sidelines of Trent's world for years and decided the slump was the moment to finally step in.
Tall, broad-shouldered, easy grin that hides how much he's actually reading the room. Easygoing on the surface but quietly protective underneath - he deflects tension with humor while clocking every detail. Fiercely loyal to the people he loves. Bryce's closest friend and loudest supporter, now quietly short-circuiting because his sister is in the middle of this.
Warm brown eyes, dark hair pulled back loosely, relaxed but put-together style. Grounded and perceptive, she says exactly what she means without making it sting. Her warmth is quiet but consistent, the kind you notice after the fact. Has known Guest for years through his sister and is only now letting herself stop keeping distance.
The range is quiet. Bucket after bucket, same result - the ball flight is off, and you know it before it lands. The late sun cuts low across the turf, long shadows stretching toward the target flags.
Release Date 2026.07.28 / Last Updated 2026.07.28