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CHAPTER 90 - ELENA'S EFFECT

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He read it standing up. Like sitting would make it too real.

I watched from the kitchen table – still in his shirt, the Saturday morning we'd built dismantling itself one sentence at a time. He held the letter with both hands. Two pages. Cream paper. The heavy, textured kind you buy on purpose – the stationery of a woman who wanted this to feel permanent.

His eyes moved across the words slowly. Not because he couldn't read fast – because each line was costing him something and he was paying in
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  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 93 - THE ESSAY

    The email came at 7 AM on a Thursday and I almost missed it because I was arguing with Rhys about whether oat milk counted as real milk."It's not milk, Naomi. It's oat water with marketing.""It has calcium.""Water has calcium if you believe hard enough.""That's not how calcium works.""That's not how milk works either and yet here we are, drinking oats."My phone buzzed. I glanced at it mid-argument, ready to dismiss it, and then I wasn't arguing anymore. I was standing in his kitchen with my coffee going cold and my mouth slightly open and the words on my screen rearranging the shape of my morning.Dear Ms. Ellis, We're pleased to inform you that your feature essay "The Women Who Love in Silence" has been selected for our spring spotlight. The piece will run in our April issue, both print and digital...The literary magazine. Not the campus one – the real one. The regional publication with actual subscribers and actual distribution and an editorial board that had rejected three o

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 92 - AMMO

    NAOMI’S POVThe second call came on a Wednesday. 4 PM. Sober.I almost didn't answer. My thumb hovered over the screen for three rings – Caleb's name sitting there like a question I wasn't sure I wanted the answer to. But I'd been dodging him for weeks and dodging felt like fear and I was tired of being afraid of a phone call from a boy I'd known since I was fourteen."Naomi. Don't hang up.""Give me a reason.""Valentine's Day." He paused. Not for effect – I could hear the weight of it. The specific gravity of a man choosing his words because they mattered. "The letter. When they read it out loud. I should have stopped them. I was standing right there and I should have taken it out of their hands and told them to shut the fuck up and I didn't. I was a coward. You deserved better than what I gave you that night."I sat on my bed. The silence stretched. Because here's the thing about Caleb Park that made him the most dangerous person in my life – when he was genuine, he was devastating

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 91 - SURVIVAL

    RHYS’ POVThe empty dark is worse than the angry kind.Angry I can work with. Angry has edges – walls I can hit, a body I can throw into a drill until the feeling burns off. The empty dark doesn't have edges. It opens up underneath you and you fall into it and there's nothing to grab onto, nothing to fight, just a silence so complete you can't tell if you're drowning or if you drowned hours ago and haven't noticed yet.Elena's letter cracked open something I sealed shut when I was twelve years old. And now it was flooding. Nine years of concrete and she put a crack in it with two pages of cream paper and the word proud and now everything I'd buried was pouring through and I didn't have enough hands to stop it.I'd been sitting on my couch for hours. The letter was on the kitchen counter where I'd left it and I could feel it pulling at me from across the room like a second gravity. The word proud sitting in my apartment like something alive. She's proud of me.From whatever city she d

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 90 - ELENA'S EFFECT

    He read it standing up. Like sitting would make it too real.I watched from the kitchen table – still in his shirt, the Saturday morning we'd built dismantling itself one sentence at a time. He held the letter with both hands. Two pages. Cream paper. The heavy, textured kind you buy on purpose – the stationery of a woman who wanted this to feel permanent.His eyes moved across the words slowly. Not because he couldn't read fast – because each line was costing him something and he was paying in real time. I could see it in his face. The micro-shifts. Jaw tightening on one sentence. Loosening on the next. A swallow that took too long. A breath that came too short. Nine years of abandonment cycling across his features like weather – storm, clearing, storm again.I didn't read the letter. Didn't ask to. Sat at his kitchen table with my hands wrapped around a cold mug and gave him the only thing I had – the space to feel this without an audience that demanded performance.Seven minutes. He

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 89 - A LETTER

    I woke up to sunlight and the weight of his arm across my stomach.Saturday. His apartment. The blinds doing that thing where they filtered the light into gold bars across the bed, striping his sheets, his skin, the space between us. I could hear campus through the cracked window – the distant, muffled, weekend sounds of a world that wasn't asking anything of us yet.He was awake. I could tell by his breathing. The quiet, measured pattern of a man who'd been lying still on purpose. Watching me. Or maybe just existing beside me. Holding the moment like something he didn't want to startle.I rolled toward him. Eyes still half-closed. My body finding his the way it always did – automatic, the geography of him memorized so thoroughly that I could navigate it in the dark."Hi," I murmured. Into his chest. Into the tattoo I knew was there without looking."Hi."His voice. Morning-rough. Low. The voice that existed only in this window – before coffee, before he rebuilt the walls that kept ev

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 88 - LEARNING

    "Is this too much?"Sienna was standing in front of the mirror in a emerald green dress she'd bought the night Cole asked her to the banquet. I knew it was the night he asked because she'd texted me a photo of the receipt at 11:47 PM with the caption this means nothing followed by seven exclamation points and a shoe emoji."It's a pair of earrings, Sienna.""But are they date earrings or friend earrings? Because these–" she held up the gold hoops "–say casual. But these–" the pearl drops "–say I spent forty-five minutes choosing earrings for a man who organizes his snacks by expiration date.""You said this wasn't a date.""IT'S NOT." She put the hoops down. Picked up the pearls. Put the pearls down. Picked up the hoops again. "I just want to look good. For friendship reasons. Cole is my friend. Friends look good for friends. That's a normal human behaviour.""You bought a new dress.""I needed a new dress."

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 39 - SLOWLY CHANGING

    Rhys got a B+ on the American Literature midterm.Three nights of flashcards and highlighters and him sprawled across his apartment floor complaining that Fitzgerald was "a rich drunk who wrote about other rich drunks" while I threatened to leave if he didn't focus. He'd focus for twenty minutes. T

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-29

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 34 - NO WORDS

    He followed me home.I didn't invite him. Didn't ask. Just walked across campus with my arms wrapped around myself and the words captain's leftovers still ringing in my skull and Rhys Maddox three steps behind me like a shadow that refused to detach."I'm going back.""You're not.""One conversatio

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-27

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 31 - HOW WE WORK

    I came to return a textbook. That was it. That was the entire plan – drop off the Gatsby anthology he'd left at my dorm, leave it on his counter, walk away before the conversation turned into something neither of us could control.The plan lasted until the parking garage.He followed me down the st

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-25

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 11 - AVOIDING THE TRUTH

    I left at 5 AM like a coward.No note. No kiss on his forehead. No romantic morning-after moment where I make coffee in his shirt and we smile at each other across the kitchen like people who haven't just detonated their entire lives.I simply peeled myself out from under his arm one inch at a time

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18
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