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Chapter 18
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2026-10-12 23:58:18
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~ ISABELLA~I pressed myself back against the wall beside him, heart hammering, and watched Veronica pull something small and metallic from her pocket. It was a tool of some kind, glinting under the lights and bend low over the frame of my racket like she had all the time in the world to get it right.I was halfway to crossing the hall before Leonardo's hand closed around my arm."Don't," he said, low. "If you go over there now, they'll just claim you're accusing them of nothing. Better they think they got away with it.""They're sabotaging my equipment, Leonardo. I'm not just going to let that slide.""I didn't say let it slide. I said don't hand them the moral high ground by making a scene before you've even proven anything." His grip eased, but he didn't let go entirely. "Trust me. I know exactly how fast Veronica can turn a situation around on paper."He was right, infuriatingly, the way he so often was about things that had nothing to do with hockey and everything to do with re
Reborn: The Hockey Queen's Revenge Chapter 18
~ ISABELLA~I got good at avoiding Isaac over the next two weeks. Not obviously, just nothing that would get either of us talked about more than we already were. I scheduled my drills on the far end of the rink. I answered his texts about lineups with single words. I stopped lingering after practice the way I used to, back when lingering hadn't felt like standing too close to something I couldn't explain again.He let me do it, which somehow bothered me more than if he'd pushed back. Once, in the locker room, I caught him watching me across the room with an expression I couldn't read, and the second our eyes met, he looked away so fast I almost convinced myself I'd imagined it. Almost.Alan noticed too, though he was kind enough not to say much about it beyond the occasional raised eyebrow whenever Isaac and I ended up on opposite ends of a drill that used to pair us together without anyone thinking twice.The open games had their own calendar, separate from the regular league. Compr
Reborn: The Hockey Queen's Revenge Chapter 17
~ ISABELLA~I sat up too fast, which my skull punished immediately, and squinted toward the door in time to see Isaac standing in my living room like he had every right to be there."How did you get in here?" I demanded."Your door was unlocked." His eyes weren't on me. They'd gone straight past me, to the kitchen, where Alan stood frozen with two mugs of coffee in his hands and an expression like he'd been caught doing something far worse than making breakfast."It wasn't unlocked," Alan said slowly. "You have a key?""I have the spare from when you had the flu last winter and I had to bring the playbook by. I never gave it back." Isaac's voice stayed level, but something underneath it wasn't. "I didn't expect to need an excuse to use it.""You don't," I said, rubbing my temples. "You just need to knock next time. Preferably not at—" I squinted at the clock on my wall. "Eight in the morning, Isaac. What are you even doing here?""Checking on you." His gaze finally landed back on me,
Reborn: The Hockey Queen's Revenge Chapter 16
~ ISABELLA~The note stayed folded in my jacket pocket for three days before I finally threw it away, somewhere between telling myself it meant nothing and telling myself it meant everything. Neither version changed what I actually had to do, which was get up every morning and act like my life hadn't quietly turned into something I needed to watch my back for.The season opener was close enough now that I could feel it in my shoulders every time I laced up — a different calendar entirely from the regular leagues, shorter and meaner, the kind of schedule that didn't leave much room to recover from a bad week before the next one started. Which made it the perfect excuse, really, for what I wanted to do.I found Alan after practice, toweling off his neck, still moving like a man who hadn't quite decided whether full-time minutes agreed with him yet."Dinner," I said. "My treat. You've more than earned it.""You don't have to do that.""I know I don't have to. I want to." I nudged his sho
Reborn: The Hockey Queen's Revenge Chapter 15
~ ISABELLA~He looked like he wanted to say something, but then thought against it and left while I heaved a sigh of relief as I walked away.Phillip's forty-eight hours ran out on a Saturday.I know because I counted them, the way you count down to a storm you can see on the horizon but can't do anything about yet. I half expected him to drag it out, to make a scene on his way off the property, something theatrical enough to match the version of himself he liked to perform for an audience.Instead, he just disappeared."Housing's already cleared," Coach Reyes told the team Monday morning, arms crossed, voice carefully flat in the way adults use when they're deciding how much of the truth a room actually needs. "Moved out sometime Saturday night. Didn't leave a forwarding address.""That's it?" Danny asked. "He's just gone?""His phone's disconnected. His parents say they haven't heard from him either." Reyes's jaw tightened. "If anyone hears anything, you come to me. Not each other.
Reborn: The Hockey Queen's Revenge Chapter 14
~ ISABELLA~Alan set the laptop on the long table, his hands steadier than his voice had been, and turned the screen toward the council."This is from the loading dock camera outside the equipment room," he said. "Three nights before the locker incident."The footage was grainy, timestamped, black and white. For a second, nobody moved. Then the picture clarified enough to make out two figures under a flickering security light, one was unmistakably Phillip, broad-shouldered, head tipped back in that easy laugh I used to think was charming. The second figure was smaller, hood pulled up, but when she reached to take the bag from his hands, the hood slipped.Clara.The room went so quiet I could hear the laptop's fan whirring."Pause it," Ilić said, her voice tight.Alan paused it on a frame that left no room for doubt. Phillip's face, clear. Clara's face, clearer. The bag between them, open just enough to show foil packaging I recognized down to the color."That's not—" Phillip started.
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