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Chapter 73: Number six.
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ALESSIA’s POV. I didn’t smile back right away.The cocky little curve of his mouth threw me off more than I wanted to admit.Caleb West stayed seated like he had all the time in the world, one arm resting on the back of the chair, green eyes steady on me. Up close, he looked even more put-together than he had on the ice—still messy dark hair, still that easy posture, but the intensity in his stare was sharper now that it wasn’t focused on a puck.“You looked like you were about to drown in that mug,” he said. “Figured someone should interrupt.”I raised an eyebrow. “And that someone had to be you?”He shrugged, still half-smiling. “Lucky timing.”I glanced past him toward the rink. The noise was still there, distant now. Whistles. Skates. Coaches barking corrections. Life continuing like nothing had cracked open two days ago on a porch three thousand miles away.“You always walk up to random girls staring into cold coffee?” I asked.“Only the ones who spent the morning photographing
Forbidden obsession ; She’ll be the death of me Chapter 73: Number six.
ALESSIA’s POV. The last two days were a blur. I couldn’t stop replaying that early morning on the porch—the way Zane had looked me dead in the eye and ended us. It left an ache that refused to quiet. Kendra only knew the surface of it. I still hadn’t told her everything. I wasn’t ready.I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long minute before pushing myself up. Half-unpacked boxes sat on the marble floor like accusations. I walked past them and headed for the bathroom.The girl in the mirror looked like a stranger. Weak. Exhausted. Angry at herself for trusting so completely. Dark circles sat beneath my eyes. My hair was a ruffled mess, and my lips were cracked from biting them raw the night before while trying not to make a sound.I gripped the edge of the sink until my knuckles went white.Fuck.Nothing was working. My chest felt hollow, and I felt stupid for every single hope I’d allowed myself to have. I splashed cold water over my face, washed my hair, and went back to the be
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ZANE’s POV. I hit the gas hard. Rain slammed the windshield in thick sheets, blurring the fucking street. My hands locked around the wheel, knuckles white. My jaw was so tight it hurt. I didn’t look back. Not once. If I did—if I saw her still standing there in the middle of the lawn—I knew I’d stop. And I couldn’t fucking stop.I thought this would feel lighter. Like I’d finally put something down. Cut it clean. Be free of it before camp, before the NHL, before everything that actually mattered.It didn’t.The second her house disappeared, the weight in my chest got worse. Heavier. Like I’d just made everything ten times uglier and there was no taking it back.My own voice kept looping.It was nothing serious.A fling.You should’ve listened to them.I said that shit like I meant it. Had to. Make it ugly enough that she wouldn’t come after me. Ugly enough that she wouldn’t hope. Ugly enough that I wouldn’t either.But it was pure fucking bullshit.I knew it the second the words left
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ALESSIA’s POV. The first thing I saw was a big, blurry smear of white. It took me a second to realize I was looking at my ceiling, but my eyes just wouldn’t focus. A brutal hangover headache slammed into my brain, a direct punishment for all the alcohol I drank last night. Through the open window, I could hear a soft drizzle tapping against the glass. At least the weather was being quiet.I was pretty much fucking wasted yesterday, but I still remembered how Zane looked at me when he pulled away from me.Fear?No, it was definitely something else. Something I couldn’t name. It was written all over his face. I just had been so caught up in my own tipsy world that I’d failed to point that out.Then his very fucking subtle “I’m sorry” kept ringing in my head, along with the way he’d looked at me after. I tried not to think about it deeper than I wanted to.Only it became worse.I sighed and pushed myself up to take pain relievers from my drawer. The already-packed suitcases on the rugge
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ALESSIA’s POV. I woke up on Saturday morning with a stupid grin already plastered across my face. Twenty. Officially fucking twenty. I stared at the ceiling for a second like it owed me an apology for the number changing overnight, then rolled over and grabbed my phone. Notifications were already blowing up—group chats, random people from school, old teammates, even my cousin, who only texts when it’s someone’s birthday or someone’s in the hospital. I scrolled through them one-eyed, snorting at the ones calling me ancient. Twenty felt huge and completely underwhelming at the same time, and I decided I was allowed to be a dramatic bitch about it for at least the first hour.The door slammed open before I could even finish replying.Kendra launched herself onto my bed like a damn missile, screaming something that ended in “YOU’RE OLD!” and nearly knocking the phone out of my hand.There was aggressive hugging, a pillow flying at my head, and her voice going full banshee as she announce
Forbidden obsession ; She’ll be the death of me Chapter 69: Three weeks!
ALESSIA’s POV. Tomorrow was my birthday.And somehow, I was more excited about California than I was about turning twenty.Which felt slightly unhinged. Twenty was supposed to feel significant. Instead, I was on my dorm floor Friday morning, knee-deep in clothes, packing with Kendra like we were fleeing the state. Leaving in a couple of days already felt weird. The last few days with Zane had been ridiculously good, the kind of good that made everything else feel brighter, and now I was about to put an entire country between us for a few weeks. Still. California with Kendra. Birthday incoming. I was buzzing anyway.“You do realize we’re going for a few weeks, right?” Kendra held up a stack of tops like she was presenting court evidence. “Not opening a boutique in Malibu?”I snatched a black tank from her hands. “Options, Kendra. A girl needs options. What if the weather decides to be dramatic? What if I spill something? What if I just feel like changing three times in one day because
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