Se connecterALICEI looked back at the stadium one last time and realized I had zero desire to go inside. The game was almost over anyway, and after that talk with Dominic’s father, my head was spinning. I couldn't think straight.I turned away from the entrance, walked to the curb, and got into a cab. The moment the door clicked shut, a long breath slid past my lips. I looked down at my lap and tried to stop my hands from shaking."You are not afraid of him," I told myself, closing my eyes and leaning my head back against the seat. But deep down, I knew Mr. Stevens was not a man who made empty threats. When he spoke, he meant every single word.By the time the cab pulled up to Devon's house, I had managed to force myself to calm down. I paid the driver, walked inside, and collapsed onto the living room couch. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, just wanting to disappear into the cushions.My stomach let out a loud rumble as a reminder that I had not eaten a single thing since morning, and I ha
ALICE"Are you okay?" Jerry asked, his voice filled with worry as he helped me pull myself up off the floor.I looked down at my arm. The skin was already turning bright red from the heat of the spilled coffee, and my shirt was soaked in sticky brown liquid. All around the shop, the remaining customers were whispering, their eyes glued to me."I'm fine, Jerry," I said, forcing a calm smile. He blinked in surprise, clearly expecting me to burst into tears after what Dominic had just done. "Please help me clean up this mess. I am going to go wash up in the back.""Are you sure?" Jerry asked, his eyes darting toward the front door where Dominic had just vanished. "Because right now, I really want to slam that jerk's head into the brick wall.""I'm okay, really," I insisted. I bent down, ignoring the sting on my skin as I picked up the ruined cupcakes and piled them onto the tray with the broken pieces of the ceramic cups. "Go grab the mop, okay?"Jerry hesitated, looking at me like he wa
DEVON"You mean her mother told you all of that?" Mac asked, sliding onto the bench next to me."She is worried for Alice," I said, pulling my shoulder pads over my head and tugging my team jersey down over them. "And she has a very solid reason to feel that way.""Yeah," Mac muttered. He raised a hand to greet the rest of the guys as they walked into the locker room, their skates clinking against the floor. "Have you figured out who that guy was, or if Dominic was the one who sent him?"I strapped my shin guards tight and stood up, testing the weight on my feet. "Not yet. But I will."Mac nodded slowly. We grabbed our hockey sticks and joined the line of players heading down the narrow concrete tunnel toward the ice rink.We passed Dominic and Gerald coming from the opposite direction. Dominic’s jaw was set, his face dark with rage. Our eyes locked for a tense second before he pushed past us and vanished into the opposing locker room."I still don't understand his problem," Mac said
ALICEI walked over to the prep table and slapped the sticky note down beside the order slips Jerry had already lined up."Another order," Maria said with a small smile, but the tight lines around her eyes remained. I could tell something was weighing on her mind, but I didn't want to pry."Here's your first order," she added, pointing to a box on the metal counter. "Take your time with this one.""Got it," I replied.I picked up the clear plastic box of cupcakes and carried it back out to the front area. The woman who had placed the order stood up immediately, walked over, and tapped her card against the payment machine. She stared at my face for a long moment, but Jerry glared right back at her until she took her box and hurried out the front door.The moment the bell above the door chimed, I kept my eyes fixed on the computer screen. I refused to look toward the corner table by the front window where Dominic and Gerald were sitting. Every few seconds, the sound of their loud laugh
ALICE"Oh my God, Alice!" Jerry, my assistant at the counter, gasped the moment I walked into the back dressing area.I dropped my bag on the bench and immediately reached for my dark blue apron, smoothing down the fabric where my name tag was pinned."Hey, Jerry," I said with a smile, tying the strings tightly around my waist. "How have things been around here?""Honestly? It was so boring that it made everyone realize you're the heart and soul of this shop," he chuckled, walking over to lean against the wall beside me."Aw, I missed you guys too," I said, picking up my order notepad.I walked out to the front counter, and Jerry followed right behind me to take his usual spot at the register. "Have you seen Mr. Barks today? Did he ask of me?"I turned on the computer monitor, typing in my password to log into the sales system."Nope. He's been on sick leave ever since the day you left," Jerry replied, leaning his elbow on the counter. He squinted at me, his brown eyes searching my fa
DEVON"Where is our next stop, sir?" my driver asked as he pulled away from the cupcakery shop."Lin Wear," I replied, resting my back against the seat as I finally allowed myself to breathe.My mind drifted to the call I had gotten from Alice's mother earlier that morning, right after I woke up. The way she had sounded made it obvious she was worried, and I couldn't help but wonder what had made her that way, not to mention how she had gotten my number.I pulled my phone from my pocket and stared at the screen. Alice's number was sitting there, waiting to be saved. I hesitated, wondering what name to put in.Cupcake?Or just Alice?I bit my lip. The memory of her at that party suddenly flashed through my mind, her wide eyes, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked me to take her virginity. The temptation of that moment had been stuck in my head ever since.A small smirk tugged at my lips as I typed Wifey and hit save. I stared at the screen for another second before slipping my







