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CHAPTER FORTY TWO: THE LUXURY OF TRUST

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Phillip

This was the worst practice yet.

I knew it the moment Coach blew the final whistle and stared straight at me like I’d personally offended hockey as a sport.

The guys slowed, some pretending to retie laces so they wouldn’t have to walk past him while he was simmering. I wasn’t that lucky.

“CARTER!” he barked and I cringed.

Between him and me was a distance availing me forty seconds to think of another excuse for my tardiness. Again.

I knew I hadn’t been myself. I knew I hadn’t been playing as good as I could, as good as I wanted to. But how could I when I was thinking of everything but.

Elizabeth never texted after that call. I heard the tremble in her voice and felt her fear and it killed me that I couldn’t do anything about it. The more the pieces aligned, the more it pointed in their direction and it terrified me because she was right in their midst.

My mind swung right back to the East Ridge attack. How close I’d been - this close - to getting real answers. If they hadn’
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  • Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother   CHAPTER FORTY FOUR: HEAVY HEARTS

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  • Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother    CHAPTER FORTY THREE: THE FROSTMOON FESTIVAL

    ElizabethBreathe Liz. Breathe.I looked perfect in my white and gold waterfall lace, resting softly against my skin. The bodice hugged me just right, the skirts flowed freely and the gold embroidery caught every stray beam light.My hair was pinned up in an elegant swirl the prep ladies called ‘regal’. My makeup was immaculate, I had to admit - soft eyes, glowing cheeks, lips painted the exact shade that complemented the masterpiece. Any of my shoes, pinchy as they were, completed the image of my half of the Frostmoon Pair.I knew I looked flawless. But each layer or clothing, each stroke of the brush on my face, each fold in my hair all seemed to cease the air around me. I couldn’t breathe.The perfection itself was suffocating. I pressed a hand over my stomach, willing the nerves, the dread, the weight of everything to settle, but it didn’t.Instead, I felt the quiet collapse of my soul. I had been under too much pressure for too long, which was all the more reason I couldn’t falte

  • Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother   CHAPTER FORTY TWO: THE LUXURY OF TRUST

    PhillipThis was the worst practice yet. I knew it the moment Coach blew the final whistle and stared straight at me like I’d personally offended hockey as a sport.The guys slowed, some pretending to retie laces so they wouldn’t have to walk past him while he was simmering. I wasn’t that lucky.“CARTER!” he barked and I cringed. Between him and me was a distance availing me forty seconds to think of another excuse for my tardiness. Again.I knew I hadn’t been myself. I knew I hadn’t been playing as good as I could, as good as I wanted to. But how could I when I was thinking of everything but.Elizabeth never texted after that call. I heard the tremble in her voice and felt her fear and it killed me that I couldn’t do anything about it. The more the pieces aligned, the more it pointed in their direction and it terrified me because she was right in their midst.My mind swung right back to the East Ridge attack. How close I’d been - this close - to getting real answers. If they hadn’

  • Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother   CHAPTER FORTY ONE: THE INVITATION

    ElizabethI picked up on the first ring.“Liz? Are you okay?” His voice sounded rough, tired, yet still the safest sound in the world.“I should be asking you, Phillip,” I whispered, curling up to the head of my bed. “Reagan told Justin you were lucky they found you at the East Ridge. Why were you there?”He exhaled sharply, like he wasn’t expecting that to be the first thing out of my mouth. But I was concerned. No, afraid. Deathly afraid that I could have lost the only reason I was still breathing and enduring the torment that was my life right now.“I’m fine. I’m healing fast. I swear.” He paused before speaking again, softer. “I was also worried about you, Liz. Reagan didn’t tell me anything, but he kinda let it slip. Are you okay?”Heat prickled behind my eyes. “It wasn’t.. I just got overwhelmed,” I murmured. “The Frostmoon prep.. the questions.. it was just getting to me. That’s all.”“You’re tired.”“I am.” I breathed. “Tired of pretending. Tired of being careful. I keep feel

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