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Chapter 30
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Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 31
NIKOLAI'S POVThe front door unlocked with a dull click, and I stepped into the quiet entryway of the apartment, kicking off my sneakers with a heavy thud. My weekend had been a blur of high-level meetings, legal consultations, and aggressive phone calls with my management team, all centered around a situation that sat heavily on my chest, especially because I could never tell anyone about it. Because I didn't know exactly how things would go if I did.I was exhausted, my shoulders were tight, and the only thing I wanted was a warm bath to replace my muscles and something to eat. I had already gotten used to the low-level chaos of Zaria's presence so I wasn't really nervous about running into her…or so I thought until I paused by the entrance of the living room, the eerie blue light of the television immediately drawing my attention first before I turned it towards her.Zaria was curled up on the sofa, a blanket bunched around her waist, an open pack of Chips Ahoy resting on her stom
Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 30
ZARIA'S POVGrocery shopping was usually a mindless, therapeutic chore for me. But not today.Instead of feeling the calmness that came with checking things off a list while pushing a rattling wire cart down aisle four of the supermarket, I felt pissed, irritated even.More irritated than I'd been before I left the house.David had texted me two hours ago with a string of apologetic emojis, bailing on our scheduled errand because his girlfriend had apparently conjured up some last-minute emergency that required his immediate presence. And Niko? Niko had vanished on Friday evening without offering a single word of explanation. No note, no text, no casual over-the-shoulder remark about where he was going or when he'd be back.And no phone call or text from him today either.I don't care, I told myself. And I repeated the mantra like a nervous tick as I tossed two cartons of almond milk into the basket. We weren’t real anyways so he could do whatever he wanted. The way he had held me
Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 29
NIKO'S POV Gently, I untangled her from my shirt, pulled back as I took her by the shoulders, and led her over to the edge of the kitchen island. Our foreheads brushed as I hesitantly but gently grabbed her waist to help her up so she could sit on the edge of the Island.Ignoring the way my heart was racing from that simple, unintentional touch, I grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the fridge, handed it to her, and watched as she chugged half of it down, shivering slightly as the cold liquid hit her system. The sight of her looking so small and defeated in her cute, oversized SouthPark shirt with the wet spots in front, twisted my heart in a way it had never twisted before, though I quickly chalked the sharp ache up to simple human empathy.I'd seen her crying once, but it wasn't like this.“Alright,” I said softly, wondering whether to lean against the counter beside her, or stand in front of her. I eventually decided against leaning beside her, and just stood in front
Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 28
NIKOLAI'S POVTraining had been an absolute disaster from the opening whistle. My head was completely scrambled, my senses felt dull, and every pass I sent out was either off-target or intercepted. Halfway through the second scrimmage, I misjudged a brutal board battle and clipped the back of a teammate's skate, sending him sprawling into the dasher. It wasn't malicious, but it was reckless, bad enough that Coach benched me for the remainder of the session with a scowl that could freeze water.I was so embarrassed and guilty as I sat on the bench and watched other guys play.I spent the rest of the afternoon stewing in my own sweat and bad temper, my muscles tight and aching. By the time I threw my gear into my bag and drove back to the apartment, I just wanted a hot shower, a quiet house, and some food.The front door clicked open to an eerie, heavy quiet. The place was empty.I kicked off my sneakers, tossed my gym bag by the door, and headed straight for the kitchen to grab a bott
Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 27
ZARIA'S POV Vance remained entirely unmoved, his hand still neatly folded over the desk. “Mr. Evans provided documentation proving a volatile personal history and a direct, ongoing dispute regarding shared assets. Vance & Sterling does not invite personal drama into our partner circles. I'm sorry, Ms. Reeds, but your application has been formally denied. The decision is final.”I scoffed in disbelief, shaking my head, “so you're really not going to hire me ? And not even because I'm not qualified but because some bastard told you not to?!”Vance sighed, suddenly looking like he'd aged ten years in fifteen minutes. I'm so sorry…”“Be sorry for yourself!” I spat, cutting him off as I let my anger and frustration fully take charge.By the time I made it past the cold reception desk and out onto the sidewalk, the chilly autumn wind was whipping my hair across my face, but I couldn't even feel the cold.My fingers trembled violently as I pulled my phone from my purse, jammed my thumb agai
Faking Forever With My Hockey Roommate Chapter 26
ZARIA'S POVThe reception area of Vance & Sterling Law was intimidating in a way that made me briefly consider turning back and heading back to the house. Everything looked perfect, like it was all brushed steel, polished obsidian, and aggressively neutral beige. Sitting on the stiff leather chair in the waiting area, I smoothed down the lapels of my best blazer, a sharp, charcoal-gray piece I had bought during my second year at my old firm, back when I still believed dressing the part was half the battle.My palms were slick against my knees. Maya was right that I had earned my degree through hardwork, and my cousin had practically moved mountains to slide my resume onto the desk of senior partner Ronald Vance, but the lingering ghost of the last three years whispered loudly in the back of my mind. You're out of practice. You're rusty. You're starting over at twenty-six while everyone else your age is already pulling associate hours.I tried not to let the negative self-talks get t
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