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Watch Me Practice.

Author: Rue Ella
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-29 21:34:47

Quinn

"Being mad doesn't excuse you from walking out on your father and ignoring him for days, Quinn."

I'm standing in the hockey arena, arms crossed, while Dad lectures me like I'm twelve instead of nineteen. The guys are on the ice behind him, running drills, and I catch glimpses of Cade weaving between them with that effortless grace that makes it look easy.

I can't focus on him right now. Not when Dad's looking at me like I've committed some unforgivable sin.

"I tried to explain—" I start.

"There's nothing to explain." His voice is firm, that coach tone he uses when he's done listening. "I called you three times yesterday. You didn't pick up once."

"Maybe I needed space to process the fact that you've been dating someone for six months and didn't bother to tell me!"

"Lower your voice." He glances around the arena. "This isn't the place for this conversation."

"Then maybe you shouldn't have started it here," I snap back.

His jaw tightens. "You've changed, Quinn. You never used to b
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