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ICE FIFTY-NINE: NOBODY WANTS US HAPPY.
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SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-NINE: NOBODY WANTS US HAPPY.
THANE'S POV:I needed her away from Maverick before I did something reckless. Better to face my parents’ fire than let him circle her like a vulture.I took her straight to my parents. "Mum, Dad, this is—""Harper!" My father's voice thundered across the room, cutting me off. He beckoned with a smug grin. "Come say hi to Thane."Every muscle in my body went rigid. Harper glided toward us, her movements predatory. She was the same blonde I had a thing with months ago that Madison had to throw out of the mansion."Thane, this is your date for the evening, Harper West." Dad's smile was all teeth, no warmth. "I thought you two should reacquaint yourselves."Harper extended her hand, her fingers trailing across mine longer than necessary. "Hello, handsome," she purred.I kept the handshake brief and professional, then turned back to my parents with steel in my voice. "Mum, Dad, this is my fiancée—""I'm his nurse," Madison interrupted, her voice shook.I shot her a look that could have mel
SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-EIGHT: EXCITED TO SHOW HER OFF.
THANE’S POVThey say there’s no perfect relationship. The only way to survive the cracks is patience, communication, and forgiveness.So when Madison, distant for weeks, suddenly proposed out of the blue, I hadn’t seen it coming. But I didn’t hesitate. Maybe this was the push we needed, the anchor that would keep us steady. After all, she was the one I loved.As we parked in front of my parents’ house, I glanced at her. She looked breathtaking in the deep emerald dress I'd picked out—the one that made her eyes sparkle like precious stones.Madison was quiet, fidgeting, her lips pressed into a nervous line. I reached over, brushing her cheek lightly.“You look lovely,” I murmured, cupping her face gently. "You look absolutely stunning tonight. My hand slid down to her thigh, squeezing gently.A ghost of a smile flickered across her lips, but it died quickly. "Thane, I—""I know." My thumb traced her cheekbone, and I let myself drink in her beauty for one more moment before reaching int
SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-SEVEN: OUT THE CLOSET.
MADISON'S POV:I bit down on my fear, then let the words spill. "Speaking of not waiting—" I took a shaky breath. "I want to get married soon. Really soon. Maybe this weekend, or even tomorrow night."His eyebrows shot up. "Tomorrow? Madison, that's—why so fast?" "Because I love you. Because every day we're not married feels like wasted time. We know what we want, so why wait?"Something in my tone must have convinced him because he nodded slowly, that brilliant smile returning to his lips. "You're right. When you know, you know." He pulled me closer, his thumb tracing circles on my shoulder. "Actually, there's a family gathering this weekend. I was going to ask if you'd come with me anyway, but now... I want to introduce you as my fiancée. I want everyone to know you're mine and I'm yours."I hated myself more. His intentions were pure, honest, born from love, while mine festered with deception. He didn't even know I'd been fired, that I was no longer his medical support, that this
SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-SIX: AGAINST MY WISH.
MADISON'S POV:If I just reached Dr. Hall’s office, I’d be safe. She’d fix it, the way she always had.A sharp breath. Then another. Run. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but my legs refused to cooperate.Then, miraculously, his attention shifted to someone emerging from the law firm, a middle-aged man in an expensive suit, hands raised, face pale with terror.I exhaled in a rush, almost falling with relief. While the agents focused on their actual target, I forced myself to walk away calmly, casually, making sure I seemed normal without bringing attention to myself.But the remaining two blocks to Dr. Hall's office felt like a marathon. Every person who looked at me twice, every uniformed officer, every government vehicle sent fresh waves of panic through my system. By the time I reached the medical building, I was barely holding it together.I took the elevator to the fourth floor, legs shaking with each ascending number. The hallway seemed endlessly to reach before me, fluores
SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-FIVE: THIS COULD BE MY END.
MADISON'S POV:The wind stung my cheeks, my bare feet sinking into cool sand as I wandered around, phone held high like some desperate prayer to the digital gods.The waterfront's spotty internet connection here was a joke, a game of patience, of stepping into just the right pocket of air as though the sky itself decided who got to stay connected and who didn’t. Finally, two shaky bars blinked to life. The autumn wind cut through my sundress, raising goosebumps along my arms as I exhaled sharply, thumb flying across the screen, searching for the news.The headline blazed across in bold black letters:"IMMIGRANT PARDONED AFTER TEN-YEAR SENTENCE BEHEADS DOCTOR IN SUBWAY STATION."The words blurred, but I kept reading anyway. The article painted a horrifying picture, Dr. Louisiana Kelvin, a respected cardiologist, brutally murdered during his morning commute by someone who'd been released from prison just weeks ago. An immigrant who'd served ten years for numerous crimes, recently pard
SCORED HER HEART, NOT THE PUCK. ICE FIFTY-FOUR: WHEN WILL MY FLOWER BLOOM?
MADISON'S POV:I couldn’t sleep anymore. Couldn’t eat. Couldn’t exist without feeling Owen’s presence slithering under my skin.Some nights, I swore I felt his breath against my neck—the phantom weight so real I startled awake, drenched in sweat, shaking like he stood right there.The memories replayed on a cruel loop. His fist in my hair. His smirk, carved deep like cruelty was an art form. His voice at seventeen, hot against my ear: "I love watching you cry, Madison. There’s something satisfying about breaking pretty things.”Then the shove. My ribs slamming into cold marble. The bruises healed. The fear never did.And now, years later, that same fear crawled up my throat every morning. Owen wouldn’t wait until Friday—he was too hungry to see me shatter. His deadlines were just games to him, my tears the prize.By Wednesday, I’d made up my mind. No more lies poisoning what Thane and I had built. I would tell him everything, even if it meant watching his love sour into disgust. Even
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