AvelinaI sat on the floor, folding my things into the drawer, trying to make this room feel like mine. Zane was by the window, phone pressed to his ear, talking in that sharp, confident tone he always used when it came to hockey.“Yes, coach, I’ll be there… no, don’t worry, I’ll handle it. The tournament’s in two weeks? Good. Send me the new lineup tomorrow. Yeah, I’m ready.”When he hung up, he suddenly burst out laughing. I froze, watching him, then picked up my phone from the bed and waved it at him. “What’s so funny?” I asked.“Nothing,” he said quickly, still grinning.I rolled my eyes and went back to folding clothes. I didn’t care, or at least I pretended I didn’t.But then he leaned against the wall, eyes still on me. “You looked beautiful today,” he said, “but that gown—” he let out a chuckle, “—was a no-no for me.”My head snapped up, my eyes widening. “Why are you bringing this up now? The wedding is already over. People have seen me. People have seen the dress. Everyone
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