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Chapter 32 - Sober
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365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 37 - The doorbell
~~~Soraya~~~The doorbell rang again, sharp and insistent, cutting through the hazy fog in my mind.Caleb froze beside me on the couch, his hand still resting on my thigh. His face shifted from relaxed to a small frown in an instant. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath, standing up quickly. The sudden movement made the room tilt a little more. I grabbed the arm of the couch to steady myself, the whiskey making my limbs feel heavy and uncoordinated.I watched him walk to the door, my head spinning. The glass in my hand felt too heavy. The warmth that had dulled my pain earlier was starting to feel like a mistake. Caleb opened the door, and before he could say a word, Maya stormed in like a hurricane.Her eyes swept the room moving from the half empty whiskey bottle on the coffee table, the two glasses, me sitting on the couch looking disheveled and clearly drunk. Her expression darkened immediately.“What the hell is this?” she demanded, her voice sharp and loud enough to cut throug
365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 36 - Hazy lines
~~~Soraya~~~The whiskey burned less with every sip.I sat on Caleb’s couch, legs tucked under me, the glass cool in my hand. The apartment was quiet except for the low hum of the city outside the windows and the occasional clink of ice as Caleb poured us another round. The room had started to tilt gently, like a boat on calm water. My head felt lighter. The sharp edges of the pain in my chest had dulled into something distant and manageable.Caleb sat beside me, his arm draped casually along the back of the couch. Not touching me, but close enough that I could feel his presence. He had been a surprisingly good listener tonight, asking gentle questions, nodding at the right moments, never pushing too hard.“You’ve been carrying a lot,” he said, refilling my glass with a steady hand. “An only child, no siblings to turn to, not even cousins of your age, just doing it all alone, you really are a SAVAGE.”I let out a sharp breath, and then took another sip. The whiskey warmed my throat an
365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 35 - Empty Bottles
Soraya’s POVDawn crept into the penthouse like a thief.The first light of morning slipped through the tall windows, painting the living room in soft grays and golds. I hadn’t slept. Not really. I had drifted in and out on the couch, wrapped in Declan’s Jersey, my phone clutched in my hand like a lifeline that had already failed me. The screen was dark now. No new messages. No missed calls. Just the same cold silence that had followed me since yesterday.I sat up slowly, my body aching from the awkward position. The penthouse felt even larger in the quiet morning light. I glanced at the clock, my time was running out.I tried to stand up but it wasn't possible, all the pain had transferred to my body.I turned on my phone to glance through messages and the unknown number message, shot at me like an arrow.“He chose his future over some fake temporary marriage.”Of all the talks and messages this one pierced my heart the most.But a part of me still wanted to believe he would walk th
365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 34 - Twenty-four Hours
Soraya’s POVCaleb’s words hung in the air like a lifeline I wasn’t sure I wanted to grab.“You don’t have to do this alone.” I stood in the middle of the plaza, the sponsor’s building looming behind me, the weight of twenty-four hours pressing down on my shoulders. The penthouse, the one place that had started to feel like a strange kind of home was no longer mine. In less than a day, I would be back in the dorms, surrounded by gossips and judgment. I'd be back to being just another student trying to survive. Caleb waited patiently, his Blades practice bag slung over his shoulder, his expression surprisingly gentle. He wasn’t smirking like he had on the ice. There was no cocky flirtation in his eyes right now. Just quiet concern.“I know it’s a lot,” he said softly. “But my apartment is off campus. Private. No one would bother you there. You could have your own room. No strings. I promise.”I looked at him, searching for any sign of ulterior motives. Caleb had been bold on the ice,
365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 33 - The Wrong Offer
~~~Soraya~~~The walk to the sponsor’s office felt like a gauntlet. Every step across campus drew more eyes. Students clustered in groups, whispering behind their hands. Some didn’t even bother hiding it. I kept my head down, hood up, earbuds in even though no music played. The cold wind bit at my cheeks, but it was nothing compared to the burn of humiliation crawling up my neckFaint whispers in the hallway, that wasn't too faint for me to hear.“...heard Declan left for Australia...” one of the Junior girls said.Another one laughed. “...she was just using him for the money anyways...”“...poor girl, got dumped right after Declan used her...”The fragments of conversation followed me like shadows. I clutched the strap of my bag tighter, forcing myself to keep walking. Maya had offered to come with me, but I had told her no. This was something I needed to face alone. Or at least, that’s what I had convinced myself, maybe I should have just let her come with me.By the time I reached
365 Days With The Hockey Player I Hate Chapter 32 - Sober
~~~Soraya~~~The penthouse was too quiet, so quiet. Everything still felt unreal, it happened so fast. I picked up my phone and the message from Declan was still open, the words burning into my retinas as I read it over and over. Maya had left an hour ago after making sure I ate something and promising to come back in the evening. She had hugged me tight before she left, whispering that we would figure this out.But how? Declan was gone.The contract was broken.The sponsors had made it clear, the deal was terminated. The debt relief was clawed back. My family’s medical bills were once again our problem. And the boy I let my guard down for, the one I let myself fall for, has chosen to walk away without a proper goodbye.I pulled my knees to my chest, Declan’s oversized hoodie still wrapped around me. It smelled like him. Ice and cologne and the faint trace of the detergent he used. I buried my face in the fabric and let the tears come again. They were quieter this time. Exhaustion had
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