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The performance
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2026-08-06 07:05:00Emily’s POV
The note was slipped into my locker between second and third period. I almost threw it away without looking. But the paper was thick and expensive, the kind of stationery only one girl in this school used. Meet me in the music room during lunch. I have information about Tyler and your uncle. I know you don't trust me. You shouldn't. But I'm not your enemy anymore. Chloe Sterling's name was signed at the bottom in neat, looping handwrit
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Daniel’s POV The rink was dark except for the emergency lights casting red streaks across the ice. I was sitting in the same spot as before, staring at the same patch of frozen surface where Jesse had fallen. The stain was gone now, cleaned and resurfaced like nothing ever happened. But I still saw it. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the blood pooling against the white sheet.The door creaked open behind me. Footsteps echoed on the concrete."You're early," Emily said, walking down the aisle toward me."You're later than I wanted you to be."She sat down next to me, close enough that her shoulder brushed mine. The cold air from the ice wrapped around us, but she didn't shiver. She looked different tonight. Less afraid. Almost hopeful. It made me nervous."What's the news?" I asked. "You said it was good."She told me everything. The music room. Chloe's tears. Sienna's confession about Marcus. The gambling ring. Mille
The Hockey Captain's Heart on Ice The performance
Emily’s POV The note was slipped into my locker between second and third period. I almost threw it away without looking. But the paper was thick and expensive, the kind of stationery only one girl in this school used. Meet me in the music room during lunch. I have information about Tyler and your uncle. I know you don't trust me. You shouldn't. But I'm not your enemy anymore. Chloe Sterling's name was signed at the bottom in neat, looping handwriting. I stared at the note until the bell rang. Every instinct told me it was a trap. Chloe had humiliated me in front of the entire school days ago. She called me a traitor. She made me cry. She told everyone I sold out Jesse for a boy who didn't even like me. And now she wanted to talk. I crumpled the note and shoved it in my pocket. But I didn't throw it away. The music room was empty when I walked in. Chloe was sitting on the piano b
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Chloe’s POV The morning light through my curtains felt like a headache. I hadn't slept. The phone Tyler gave me was still hidden under my pillow, heavy as a brick. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father's signature at the bottom of that document. Illegal sports pool payoffs. His name. His pen. His ruin.Downstairs, I heard him laughing at something on the radio. Coffee brewing. The clink of a spoon against a mug. Normal sounds. Like the world wasn't about to collapse on top of him.I pulled the phone out and stared at the screen. The file was still there. I hadn't imagined it. My father, the head of the athletic board, the man who lectured me about integrity every Sunday at dinner, had signed off on gambling payments. And Tyler Vance had the proof.I wanted to believe it was fake. Tyler was a liar. Everyone knew that. But deep down, I knew the truth. The late night calls my father took in his study. The hushed conversations with Coach Mille
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