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70. A Step Too Close
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2026-05-01 14:11:19
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My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 77. The Rovin’s Sting
Catherine POV I wake before the alarm. The staff room is still dim, the faint buzz of electricity in the walls louder than it should be, and for a second I lie there staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I am without letting everything else rush in too quickly.It doesn’t work.Clinton flashes first.Not his face…just the way he was bent over, his hand pressed against his chest. The blood…too much of it, too sudden…and the way he told me to stay back, like I was the danger.I sit up before the memory can settle any deeper.I move quickly after that, like if I slow down even a little I might start thinking again, and I don’t want to. Not yet. I gather my things, step into the small bathroom, and turn the water on colder than usual. It hits my skin sharp, immediate, and I focus on that instead…the shock, the sensation, the simple act of standing there and letting something physical replace everything else.It helps.Not enough, but enough to keep moving.By the time I finis
My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 36. I Don’t Know You Anymore
Catherine's POV I step back into the store, the bell chiming behind me and sounding far too loud. My face is still wet, streaked with tears that I haven’t bothered to wipe entirely, and I wish I had something to do, anything that could make him okay again. Anything to fix the hollow, aching weight that’s rooted itself in my chest. If I didn’t know Clinton, I might think he’s refusing help because I refused him first, but that isn’t it. Not even close.I press my palms to my face, patting quickly, deliberately, trying to erase the evidence, and I force a smile that doesn’t feel like mine. The reflection in the glass window across from me is unfamiliar, taut with tension, a mask I’ve become adept at wearing when the world is too sharp, too heavy.The bell jingles again, smaller this time, and I glance up instinctively. A figure steps in, hood pulled low, a cap shading most of her face, all black from head to toe. My chest tightens immediately, muscles coiling without permission. A fl
My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 75. For Now
Catherine's POV I don’t look back when I step inside.The bell above the door chimes softly, the sound too light for the weight sitting in my chest, and for a moment I just stand there with my back to the glass, staring at nothing in particular while everything I just said to him replays in a loop I can’t shut off.He just doesn’t know when to stop.That’s the problem.He keeps pushing, keeps stepping into spaces I’ve already closed off, like he doesn’t understand that some things are better left alone…or maybe he does understand and just refuses to accept it. I don’t know which is worse.This is Amy’s fault.The thought comes quickly, like I need somewhere to place the frustration that’s still buzzing under my skin. She didn’t have to tell him anything. She could have just minded her business like everyone else does, like I’ve learned to prefer, because once people start knowing things, they start asking questions, and once they start asking, they don’t stop.And Clinton…Clinton d
My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 74. Stubborn Hearts
Clinton's POV My knees nearly give out the moment I see her bend.It takes a second for my mind to catch up with what my eyes are looking at, like something in me refuses to process it fully, refuses to accept that she just dropped to the floor in the corner of a convenience store and picked up a few strands of noodles like they still matter enough to save, like nothing about it is wrong.The fluorescent lights above flicker faintly, humming, too bright against the dull ache settling behind my eyes, and I just stand there watching her, my chest tightening in a way that feels unfamiliar, deeper than anything the game left behind.She doesn’t even hesitate.That’s what hits the hardest.Not the act itself, not the hunger I can see in the way she moves too fast, too careless, but the way she doesn’t pause, doesn’t look around to check if anyone is watching, like this is normal to her now, like this is something she has already accepted.I knew things were bad.I didn’t know it was like
My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 73. Running From Being Seen
Catherine's POV I leave the rink before the noise settles, before the cheers thin out into something softer, because if I stay even a second longer I might forget why I shouldn’t be there at all. The doors swing open and the cold follows me out, clinging to my skin as if it doesn’t know how to let go, and for a moment I just stand there with the sound of celebration still ringing in my ears, knowing he’s somewhere behind me being lifted into the kind of moment he deserves.He won.I press my palm against the wall outside the corridor, letting the rough surface ground me, trying to hold onto that one steady thought because everything else feels like it’s slipping out of place. I had wanted to stay, just for a little while, just enough to see him smile without holding back, maybe stand somewhere in the crowd where he wouldn’t notice me immediately, maybe convince myself that I belonged there even if it was only for a few minutes.But that isn’t how this works.It never is.If I staye
My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha 72. Where You Should Be
Clinton's POV The cold in the rink settles under my skin long before the game begins, a quiet, creeping thing that has nothing to do with the ice and everything to do with the empty space my eyes keep returning to.I told myself I wouldn’t do this. Wouldn’t stand here in full gear, stick resting against my thigh, pretending to stretch while I scan the stands like I’m waiting for one person. The place is already packed…students pressed shoulder to shoulder, banners draped over railings, voices rising and falling in waves…but none of it lands the way it should.I still look.I still don’t see her.Her voice from last night hasn’t left me. It stays in the back of my head, quiet but constant, like something I can’t shake loose. I remember leaning against my wall, phone pressed to my ear, hearing the way she answered…too soft, like she had to push the words out.I remember asking.I remember the pause.Then she said she was fine.I let it go.Now it sits wrong in my chest.This morning d
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