LOGIN127JAYDENTwo days later, the rhythmic scrape of ice skates cutting into fresh ice echoes off the high rafters of the arena. Bright white overhead lights flood the rink, casting crisp shadows as the team circles in our pre-game warm-ups.I'm supposed to be setting the tempo, but my head isn't in the arena at all. Every time I dig my edges into the ice to turn, all I can hear is Aurora’s voice from two nights ago near the quad. Couples therapy. The words have been looping in my head like a scratched record, keeping me awake long past midnight."Hey! Heads up, Cap!"A black rubber puck snaps hard against my stick blade, jarring my wrists and pulling me out of my thoughts. I stumble slightly on the receive... a sloppy mistake I haven't made since freshman year... and hastily wrist the puck back toward the drill line."Whoa, Jay. You alive over there?"Duke skids to a stop beside me, spraying a shower of shaved ice against the boards. He leans on his stick, his visor flipped up, scanning
126THERAPY TALK CONTD.JAYDEN"You're in?," "I'm in, baby," I whisper, leaning down to capture her mouth with mine.I wrap both arms tightly around her waist, pulling her against my chest until the plastic forks and half-eaten paper boxes sitting on the brick wall are completely forgotten. She hums against my lips, her fingers tangling into the short hair at the nape of my neck, sliding upward until her hands are resting against my jaw. I deepen it, parting her lips with mine, tasting the sweet dusting of sugar from the dough she was just eating.When I finally pull back, both of us are breathing a little harder."Okay," I say, resting my nose against hers, my hands remaining planted on her hips. "Now explain to me how this actually works. How do we even get a therapist?"Aurora giggles, her thumb lightly tracing my cheekbone. "It's not as terrifying as you're making it sound in your head, Jay. We just... look for one.""Look for one where?" I ask, my eyebrows pulling together. The
125THERAPY JAYDENThe hum of the jet engines settles into a deep, vibrating drone as the plane touches down at Logan International Airport. Outside the small oval window, the damp, familiar tarmac of Boston glimmers under the runway lights.Beside me, Aurora is dead to the world. Her head is heavy against my shoulder, a few stray strands of hair soft against my neck, her breathing slow and even. She’s been completely exhausted since we boarded, the tension of the last forty-eight hours finally catching up to her the second we cleared security in Philly.I lean down, brushing my lips softly over her temple, then against her cheek until she stirs."Baby..." I whisper, pressing another light kiss to her lips.Her eyelashes flutter, and she blinks up at me. "Hmm? Jayden? Where... where are we?""We're home, baby," I say softly, offering her a faint smile. "We just landed."She sits up slowly, rubbing her eyes and looking around the cabin as the rest of the passengers start unbuckling th
124SEPERATINGJAYDEN"She wants to be near Bryce," Aurora points out. "And his family has the resources to stand up to Arthur locally. You brought her to safety today, Jayden. You got her out of that house. That was the hard part. Now you have to be smart."I turn back toward the living room. Celina is watching me, her hands folded over her bump."Jay," Celina says. "I don't want you ruining your life for me. You worked so hard to get into school, to build a life away from him with Aurora. If you get arrested because of me, Arthur wins. He gets to destroy both of us.""I'm not letting him win," I say, stepping back toward her."Then let me stay with Bryce's family," she says. "It's local. It's safe. Jules can't claim you took me across state lines if I voluntarily walk into the home of my baby's father. I'll fight him in family court here."I stand there for a long moment, weighing everything. The urge to smash something, to go back to the estate and finish what I started, burns hot
123BRYCE'S PLANJAYDENI lean my head down, resting my forehead against Aurora’s. The warmth of her breath against my chin grounds me."I'm going to get us out of here," I say, sliding my phone out of my pocket. "We need to get back to Northford. Away from this city, away from him."I pull up the airline app and start tapping the screen, searching for three afternoon seats out of PHL. My thumb hovers over the confirmation screen for a non-stop flight leaving in four hours.Across the room, Celina sets down a forkful of scrambled eggs, watching me. "Jay... what are you doing?""Booking our tickets," I say, not looking up. "You're coming with us. We’ll get you set up in Boston, find a good OB-GYN up there, and figure out the rest.""Jayden, wait," Celina says, her voice rising slightly. "I can't just leave Philly."I stop. "Why not? You need to be somewhere safe, away from Arthur.""I am safe right now," she replies, setting her plate on the coffee table. "And my entire support system
122CELINAJAYDEN"I've been in that bed for six hours staring at the ceiling, Jay," she says, stepping fully into the living area. She's wearing a pair of oversized grey sweatpants from my duffel bag and a long-sleeve tee, her hand resting over the swell of her stomach. "My brain won't shut off.""Are you feeling okay?" Aurora asks immediately, stepping away from the bar and walking over to her. "No cramping? No pain?""I'm okay," Celina sighs, walking toward the large velvet sofa in the center of the room and letting herself sink into the cushions with a heavy exhale. "The baby's kicking like crazy, but I think it's just reacting to the fact that I haven't fed it real food since yesterday afternoon.""I'll order room service right now," I say, reaching for the suite's landline on the side table. "What do you want? Pancakes? Eggs? Toast?""Fruit, maybe. And oatmeal," Celina says softly. She leans her head back against the sofa cushion, staring up at the high ceiling. "And... I don't
005DATING 101AURORAI stare at my phone after the call ends, my reflection blurry through the tears still clinging to my lashes.Typical.Even from miles away, my mother still somehow manages to comfort me and bully me at the same time.A watery laugh escapes me before I wipe at my face again. Go
004BONDING?AURORAI can't believe how much things have changed in just one night. I don't want to think about Brian. I don't want to think about the kiss. I don't even want to think about anything.Because if I do, I'll lose it. And what better way to show a bunch of jocks that I'm vulnerable if
003HEARTBREAK HIGHJAYDENI hate days like this, man. Days where I attend all classes, show up to the gym for practice, pushing my body to its limits, and all I want to do is crash when I'm in my room, sinking into the mattress and disappear for a few hours. But then something morbid comes up and
001ROOMIE AURORA Her side of the room is a hot mess. My roommate I mean..Clothes are hanging halfway out of drawers and the bed looks like somebody wrestled a bear on it and lost.I stand frozen in the doorway of Dorm C, Room 214, one hand gripping the handle of my suitcase while the other clu







