تسجيل الدخولSEVENI waited outside the meeting room with my hands shoved into my pockets, trying not to look through the glass every few seconds. Mikka had asked me not to help her, and I had promised that I would respect her decision, so I stayed where I was and gave her the space she needed. Still, watching her walk into that room alone had made something tighten inside my chest because I knew how much this moment meant to her. She had spent so long fighting to prove that she belonged here, and now she was finally getting the chance to prove it without anyone standing beside her.Through the glass panel, I watched her connect her laptop and arrange her notes on the table. She took one slow breath before looking up at the coaching staff, and for a second, I could see the nervousness she was trying to hide. Then she began speaking, and the nervousness seemed to disappear as soon as the first slide appeared on the screen. She explained the opponent's defensive patterns, showed them clips from prev
MIKKA.I woke up the next morning with one thought in my mind: the evaluation. I pushed everything else away, including the almost-kiss with Seven, the questions about my future in Canada, Levi, the threats and every other problem that had been fighting for space in my head. Today was different because I had something I could control, and I refused to let anything distract me from it. By the time I reached the arena, the building was still quiet, and I went straight to the video room before most of the team had even arrived.I opened my laptop, pulled up the footage of our upcoming opponent and got to work. I knew this evaluation was about more than giving a good presentation because people were already watching me differently since my name had started appearing beside Seven's in the media. I needed the coaching staff to see that I belonged in that room because of my own ability, not because I was friends with one of their players. I watched the opponent's previous games again and aga
MIKKA.I barely said goodbye to Seven before I stepped out of his SUV and closed the door behind me. I gave him a small smile through the window, then turned toward my residence before he could say anything else, but the moment I started walking, my mind went straight back to the waterfront. I could still feel how close he had been, how his voice had softened when he asked if I would regret kissing him, and how neither of us had moved away when our faces were only inches apart. I had been so close to kissing him that I could almost feel his lips against mine, and that thought made my heart beat faster.I tried to tell myself it had only been a moment brought on by everything we had talked about that night. We had shared things we had never told each other before, spoken about our fears, our families and the parts of ourselves that hockey had shaped, so maybe it was normal for emotions to become confused after a conversation like that. Maybe the quiet waterfront, the cold air and being
SEVENI didn't start the car immediately after Mikka asked me to stop fighting her battles. I kept both hands on the steering wheel, staring through the windshield while the sounds of the arena slowly faded behind us, and for several seconds, neither of us said anything. My heart was still beating too fast from the fight, but now that the anger was gone, all I could feel was regret. Mikka was right, and admitting that hurt because I knew I had allowed my emotions to control me.“I shouldn't have confronted Levi,” I finally said. “And I definitely shouldn't have let it become physical.”Mikka looked at me quietly, her anger softer now but still present in her eyes. “Your career is finally getting back on track, Seven. One stupid fight could give everyone another reason to question whether you've really changed.”“I know.”“Then why did you do it?”I swallowed hard and looked down at my hands. “Because when he shoved me, all I could think about was you. I kept thinking about everything
MIKKAI was halfway through a report when the door suddenly opened and one of the players rushed inside, breathing hard enough to make me look up immediately. His face was tense, and before he even spoke, something inside me told me that whatever had happened was not good. He looked at me for a second before glancing toward the hallway."Mikka, you need to come with me.”I pushed my chair back."What happened?""It's Seven."My stomach dropped."What about him?"The player swallowed."He and Levi almost came to blows outside the locker room."For a moment, I couldn't move. The words seemed to hang in the air while my mind tried to understand them, and then I was already grabbing my notebook and rushing toward the door. I barely heard the player explaining that Levi had started the confrontation, because all I could think about was Seven and everything he had worked so hard to rebuild. He had spent weeks earning back the trust of the coaches, the organization and the fans, and now one
SEVENMikka told me about her meeting with Levi later that morning, after we had finished reviewing the previous night's footage. She sat beside me with her notebook open, calmly explaining everything that had happened at the café, but I barely moved as I listened. She told me Levi had apologized for how he treated her, admitted that he had taken her talent for granted and offered her position back on his team. He had even promised to publicly admit that she had been treated unfairly and clear her name wherever he could. I kept my eyes on the screen, pretending none of it bothered me, but the moment she mentioned the position, something inside me tightened."You didn't accept it, did you?"Mikka looked at me."No."I finally turned toward her."Why not?""Because I have no plans of going backward."She explained that she had told Levi she was choosing the future she had already started building, and that she didn't need him to decide what her career should look like anymore. I listene







