Faking it with the Hockey Bad Boy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Hazel's POVI opened my eyes and caught Jaxon staring at me from his couch. I was surprised that I'd gotten this much sleep after everything that happened last night. After breakfast, we sat together on his couch, watching the footage Brielle handed over to us four times before I wanted to look away.Each replay made my stomach twist harder. The first time, all I could see was myself. The second time, I noticed the pauses. The third time, I caught the way Tiffany kept stopping the recording and making me start again.By the fourth, I couldn't ignore it anymore.My eyes moved toward the left before every retake. My voice sounded flat whenever I repeated a line. Every hesitation, every restart, every correction was right there on the screen.Anyone paying attention would know I wasn't speaking freely. Jaxon set down his phone on the table, disrupting my thoughts."This is enough to stop her." He spoke upI wrapped both hands around my mug. "Stop her, how?""She's been sitting on her ve

Hazel’s POVI stared at my phone as my stepdad’s name flashed across the screen for the third time that hour. The sight of it dragged me straight back to that awful night just days earlier, him standing in the doorway with a cold, unyielding expression, pointing at my bag on the porch. “You’ve embarrassed this family enough with all your action and that pathetic livestream,” he had snapped, his voice cutting like ice. “Take your things and get out. Don’t come back until you’ve fixed the mess you made.”This was right after I went live to clear Jaxon's name. He called me to come home, I knew it was bad news already but with Jaxon not taking my calls and everything closing on me. I thought perhaps home would be a better option. But of course, as always that place has lost all it has to be called a home.I had stood there in the rain, bag slung over my shoulder, feeling utterly abandoned. Now here he was calling as if none of that had happened. I finally picked up the phone knowing he

Hazel's POVThe lock clicked and I stayed frozen beneath the desk, every one of my muscles aching. For a long moment, I couldn't breathe.The study fell silent except for the frantic pounding of my heart. Darkness swallowed the room as the light outside the hallway disappeared beneath the door.I waited and waited but I didn't hear any footsteps or voices, no sign or him coming back here. Slowly, I lowered the hand covering my mouth."Oh my God," I whispered. The words barely left my lips.Carefully, I crawled out from beneath the desk and stood up. The room was almost completely dark now with only moonlight filtered through the narrow gap in the curtains, casting pale shadows across the bookshelves.I glanced toward the shelf where the shadow reflected. A part of me wanted to go back and find out what was in there but another part of me knew I was pushing my luck.I had already nearly been caught once, what I needed to do right now was to get out of here. I moved toward the door and

Jaxon’s POVThe arena was already packed before warm-ups ended. Semifinals had a different weight, the kind that turned crowd noise into pressure.My skates cut into the ice as I took my first shift, letting the familiar cold settle into my lungs. Around me, the team moved with purpose. Some looked calm while others looked tense. Trey wasn't himself. I noticed it during a line change, but the game moved too fast for me to dwell on it.A few minutes into the game, I finally let myself look up at the stands. The student section was already loud, packed, and restless, banners rising in clusters. My eyes swept across the front rows almost without thinking.Then I found Hazel.She was seated in the center section with Sasha beside her, the moment our eyes met, she raised one hand in a small wave.She was wearing my jersey.I nearly lost my footing.I recovered fast, but Coach definitely saw it because he made a sound from the bench. I skated past him without a word, jaw tight, but somethin

Hazel's POVI gathered the photograph and the death certificate carefully into the envelope and set it aside while I arranged the rest of the documents back inside the TRUST folder exactly as I had found them, putting it back on the shelf. My hands were moving on instinct at this point because my brain had slowed to almost nothing.I left the study and walked straight to my room, needing space, needing air, just anything that made sense at the moment.Outside the window, the morning continued like nothing had changed, the world kept going while mine felt like it had split open.My hands were still shaking when I pulled out my phone and called Jaxon.He answered almost immediately"Haz. You okay? You sound...""I found something," I interrupted.He took a deep breath "Slow down, babe, what happened?"I opened my mouth, but the words wouldn't come out properly. How was I supposed to explain something that didn't even make sense in my own head?"There's a little girl," I finally whispere