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38: Her Future

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SEVEN.

I did not drive away immediately after Mikka walked into her residence. I kept my hands on the steering wheel and stared at the entrance, replaying her final words in my head until they started to feel heavier than they should have. “Your mom was right about one thing... you've changed.” I had heard compliments before, from coaches, teammates and people who only cared about what I could do on the ice, but those words felt different because Mikka had seen me before the change, when I was
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  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   43: His Play

    SEVEN.I was finishing the last skating drill when the head coach raised his hand and called me toward the bench. My legs were tired, my jersey was damp with sweat, and all I wanted was to get my helmet off, but the serious look on his face made me slow down. I pulled off my gloves and walked over, wondering if something had gone wrong during practice. Instead, he gave me a small smile that immediately made me curious.“Good session today,” he said. “But I wanted to talk to you about Mikka.”I frowned slightly. “What about her?”“My meeting with her went very well.”I couldn't stop the smile that appeared on my face. “Yeah?”He nodded. “Yeah.”He told me he had spent most of the afternoon reviewing the exhibition game footage alongside Mikka's reports, and the more he compared them, the more impressed he became. Several of the tactical changes she had suggested before the game had happened almost exactly as she predicted, including one sequence that created a clear scoring chance for

  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   42: Recommendation

    MIKKA.I followed the university staff member out of the arena with my heart beating too fast, my mind racing through every possible reason they could be calling me back to the administration office. I had only just started feeling normal again after the hearing, and the thought of another problem waiting behind those doors made my stomach twist. I kept trying to convince myself that there had to be a simple explanation, but every answer my mind created somehow ended with another disaster. By the time we reached the administration building, my hands were cold, and I had already prepared myself for the worst.However, the moment I stepped inside, I knew something was different. The staff member did not take me toward the hearing room, and instead led me down a familiar hallway toward the main administrative office. When the door opened, I saw my supervisor sitting behind the desk with a small smile on his face, and the sight of him immediately confused me. He stood and motioned toward

  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   41: Emergency Meeting

    MIKKA.I arrived at the address on the business card later that evening, already wishing I had never agreed to come. The building looked cold and dark from the outside, and the moment I stepped through the door, the little courage I had gathered on the taxi ride disappeared. Two men were waiting for me inside, but neither of them looked pleased to see me. One of them pointed toward a chair, but I remained standing because something inside me told me I should not get too comfortable.“You understand why you're here, Ms. Rowan?”I swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes. I know about the money. I'm trying to pay it back.”“Trying isn't enough anymore.”His voice was calm, but there was something hard behind it that made my stomach tighten. I explained that the university investigation had taken up most of my time and that I had only just been cleared, but they barely reacted to my explanation. They reminded me that the debt had been waiting long before the hearing and that the extensions they h

  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   40: First Line

    SEVEN.“You'll have to find a way to help her before she realizes you are doing it.”I remained standing in my bedroom long after I left the study, staring at the dark window while my mother's words kept repeating inside my head. I knew exactly what Mom meant because Mikka would never accept money from me, no matter how desperate things became, and the thought of secretly helping her felt wrong even though doing nothing felt worse. She had spent months proving that she could survive on her own, refusing favors unless she had earned them and carrying every problem as if asking for help was some kind of failure. I admired that stubborn strength in her, but now I was beginning to see that the same strength was slowly hurting her.I grabbed my jacket and left the estate before I could talk myself out of it. The drive to campus felt longer than usual because my mind kept moving between the debt, the threats and the frightened look I had seen on her face so many times. When I reached the h

  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   39: Impending Doom

    SEVEN.I had barely stepped into the house when one of the house staff found me near the stairs. She told me my mother was waiting in her study with the family lawyer, and something about her serious expression made me stop asking questions. I followed her upstairs, wondering what could possibly be so important that Mom needed a lawyer involved. When I opened the study door, I found Mom sitting at the large conference table with Mr. Bennett, our family lawyer, while several thick files were spread neatly between them. My stomach tightened before anyone even said a word."Sit down, Seven," Mom said.I pulled out a chair and sat across from them."What's going on?"Mr. Bennett adjusted his glasses before looking at my mother."Your mother asked me to review some information concerning Mikka Rowan."I immediately frowned."You're investigating Mikka?"Mom's expression remained calm."I'm asking questions. There is a difference.""You could have told me.""I could have," she admitted. "Bu

  • FAKING IT ON ICE: DATING THE SPORT KING   38: Her Future

    SEVEN.I did not drive away immediately after Mikka walked into her residence. I kept my hands on the steering wheel and stared at the entrance, replaying her final words in my head until they started to feel heavier than they should have. “Your mom was right about one thing... you've changed.” I had heard compliments before, from coaches, teammates and people who only cared about what I could do on the ice, but those words felt different because Mikka had seen me before the change, when I was angry, frustrated and ready to believe that I was finished. She had watched me at my worst and somehow still believed there was something worth saving.I finally drove home, but my thoughts stayed with her the entire way. When I entered the Calloway estate, the house was already quiet, yet Mom was still awake in the living room with a stack of charity proposals spread across the coffee table. She looked up the moment I walked in, and her eyes narrowed when she noticed the smile I was trying badl

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