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Chapter 65 — Something Real
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2026-09-01 07:43:58
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Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 120 — The Investigation
SKY’S POV The league office moved faster than any of us expected. Within three days of the interview airing, an official statement announced a formal investigation into the organization’s conduct, citing concerns over unauthorized access to confidential medical and personnel records, along with the surveillance operation Ray had exposed. Sports networks that had spent weeks running our scandal as their top story now ran a different headline entirely, one where we weren’t the ones under suspicion anymore. Marcus denied everything publicly. I watched his statement on my phone, standing in my kitchen with Amira beside me, both of us reading his careful, lawyerly language together. “The organization takes these allegations seriously and categorically denies any wrongdoing,” Marcus said, flanked by legal counsel in front of a bank of microphones. “We look forward to cooperating fully with the league’s investigation and are confident it will demonstrate our commitment to fair and ethica
Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 119 — The Truth
SKY’S POV The studio lights felt heavier than any arena I’d ever played under. No crowd noise, no rink chill, just a quiet room full of cameras and a host whose calm, practiced expression gave nothing away about which direction her questions might go. Somewhere behind the cameras, a producer counted down on her fingers, and then the room went live in a way that felt more permanent than any faceoff I’d ever stood for. Amira sat beside me, close enough that I could feel her presence without needing to look over, both of us dressed simply, neither of us performing anything beyond honesty. Calvin sat two chairs down, waiting for his turn. Marchetti and Reyes watched from just off camera, close enough to be a steadying presence even if they couldn’t say anything from where they stood. “Thank you both for being here,” the host said, once the introductions finished. “I want to start with the panic attack. The one from your college championship, the one that resurfaced in recent coverage.
Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 118 — No More Running
SKY’S POV I didn’t sleep much that night, Marcus’s message still sitting in my head long after I’d forwarded it to Marchetti. Somewhere around three in the morning, staring at the ceiling, I stopped feeling afraid of what came next and started feeling something closer to clarity instead. I got up and made coffee I didn’t drink, sat at my kitchen table with my phone facedown, and let myself finally think through what I actually wanted instead of just reacting to whatever Marcus threw at me next. I called Reyes before the sun came up. “I’m done hiding from this,” I said, before he could even ask why I was calling so early. “I’m done letting Marcus control what people believe about me, about Amira, about any of it.” “What are you thinking?” “I want to tell the truth. All of it. The panic attack, the therapy, Amira, everything they’ve already dragged into public view without my permission. If it’s already out there, I’d rather people hear it from me than keep piecing it together fro
Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 117 — Everything Burns
SKY’S POV By morning, the story had stopped being sports news entirely. National outlets picked it up, the kind that never covered hockey unless something scandalous forced their hand. My name trended somewhere it had never trended before, sitting alongside politicians and celebrities instead of athletes, and none of the context attached to it was anything I recognized as my own life. I sat in my kitchen scrolling through coverage I knew I shouldn’t be reading, unable to stop myself. Somebody had built an entire narrative out of fragments never meant to be public. My panic attack, dissected by commentators who’d never played a competitive sport in their lives. My therapy sessions, described in language that made healing sound like weakness. Amira’s old case, dragged back into the light with none of the context that actually mattered, just enough detail to make her sound exactly like the villain Marcus had always wanted people to believe she was. A morning talk show ran a segment w
Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 116 — The Trap
SKY’S POV Marcus called an emergency meeting two days after we’d left Reyes’s apartment, and the timing told me everything before he’d said a single word. Somebody had noticed us digging. I didn’t know how yet, but the careful, controlled version of Marcus I’d grown used to seemed different this time, tighter around the edges, moving faster than his usual measured pace. I’d been feeling good going into that week. Practice the day before had gone well, sharp reads, clean rebounds, the kind of session that made Coach nod without saying anything, which from him was as close to praise as it got. That good feeling lasted exactly until I saw the meeting request in my inbox. His office looked the same as it always had, but he didn’t offer me coffee this time, didn’t bother with the pretense of friendliness he usually opened with. He got straight to it before I’d even fully sat down. “I understand you’ve been asking questions,” he said, once I sat down across from his desk. “About the or
Behind the Ice Wall Chapter 115 — The Evidence
SKY’S POV We met at Reyes’s place that Sunday, the same kitchen table where all of this had started weeks earlier with Amira’s first folder of documentation. This time the table couldn’t hold everything. Marchetti brought two boxes of printed records. Calvin brought his notes, still handwritten in a small notebook he guarded like it was worth more than his contract. And Amira walked in last, June right behind her, both of them carrying a stack of files I hadn’t seen before. Reyes cleared space on the counter for coffee mugs nobody had time to drink from, and for a few minutes the apartment felt less like a war room and more like the ordinary gatherings we used to have before any of this started. Seeing Amira in person for the first time in weeks hit harder than I expected. We hadn’t spoken much since the separation went public, careful phone calls here and there, nothing close to what we used to have. Standing in Reyes’s doorway now, she looked tired in a way that had nothing to d
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