ANOTHER CHANCE WITH MY HOCKEY BULLY

SOPHIA’S POVI pace round the conference room as I await Victor, the manager of The Titan Ice team. I find myself rolling the slightly loose ring I have on my fourth left finger as my nerves threaten to wreck. My heart is racingThe clock continues to tick. The room is nothing fancy, just four white walls, a long wooden table that looks like it has more tales to tell from the scribbles, and the rolls of chairs. “Let’s hope the boys like you enough to work with them.” Victor’s email rings in my head.It is not a choice. They have to like me. I need to make them because one of them hit my Dave, and put him in a coma. They ruined everything just a few days to our wedding, and then the police discard the case as a drunk and drive situation. One thing I know is that Dave will never.So until I find out who that is and give him justice, I have no right to be happy. Happy?I can't even remember the last time I smiled. The echo of the crowd soars through the air. The last few months have

SOPHIA’S POV Whatever is going on is nothing close to a casual dinner. We are sitting around a table so large that I wonder how any sane human would want to eat off it. Don’t get me wrong. It’s beauty radiates from the dark glossy wood it is made from. But the distance between us is crazy. I’m two seats away from Rhett because Aubrey decided to sit beside him which I am so glad for. I have had enough of him for a day. Mr Whitmore sit at the head of the table, his wife three seats away from him to the right. And the table…holds roasted duck, crystal bowls filled with side dishes, slices of oranges and springs of rosemary. There is beef and wild rice mixed with nuts and dried cranberries. “You are home.” I hear Rhett’s mom say, and I lift my head to see a dark haired, six feet tall man stroll in. He is slim, and dressed in a striped shirt with Brown pant. She gets up to give him a hug then leads him to sit beside her. This is the first time she is smiling since I got here. Sm

SOPHIA’S POVLimping through the hallway on a broken foot isn’t on my list for the year, but here I am, all because a certain someone wouldn’t stop being an asshole. I groan inwardly with each step I take, and being in these heels makes it worse, but I have work to get done, especially on an important day like this.Today was one of the big-shot interviews regarding the upcoming match with Devil Ice Boys.Back when Victor had called me to ask if I would be able to make it or if I wanted a break, I knew he wanted to replace me, and I am not about to lose this chance. So I lie between my teeth and tell him how perfectly fine I am after the alleged fall I had in the bathroom. I don’t know why I didn’t tell them what exactly happened. Probably because they will take it as Rhett wanting me out. Worse, Rhett wasn’t in the hospital when I woke up. The doctor said he paid and left immediately.That was two days ago, and still yet, there has been no form of apology from him. When our eyes me