All Chapters of Breaking The Ice Between Us: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

Harper POVI had seen a lot of strange things as Alpha Chi president.Girls crying over dress colors.Girls threatening lifelong friendships over seating charts.One freshman having a full emotional breakdown because the gold napkins were apparently “too yellow” and not “soft champagne.”But nothing—and I mean nothing—prepared me for the sight of six hockey players standing in the middle of our ballroom arguing over ribbon.Actual ribbon.Marco held up two spools like he was making a life-or-death decision.“Okay, but this one is more white.”Corey stared at him.“They’re both white.”“No,” Marco said seriously. “This one is wedding white. This one is ghost white.”I slowly lowered my clipboard.“Ghost white?”Marco nodded.“Yeah. Like haunted mansion but elegant.”Across the room, Lila whispered, “I’m going to need him at every event from now on.”I pressed my lips together, trying very hard not to laugh, because I was supposed to be in charge. Presidents did not collapse into giggle

Logan POVThe walk back to the Alpha Chi house should have made me feel better.Harper’s hand was tucked into mine, her fingers fitting between mine like they always had. She kept brushing her shoulder against mine every few steps, and every time she did, it pulled another smile out of me.She had that effect on me.She could take the worst day I’d had in months and somehow make me believe I could survive it.The problem was…I wasn’t sure I wanted to survive tonight by talking.Talking meant saying the words out loud.Talking meant admitting that Chicago was already taking things away from us before I’d even stepped onto the plane.I wasn’t ready for that.As we slipped back inside the Alpha Chi house, the ballroom had somehow become even louder than before. Marco had convinced three of Harper’s sorority sisters that he was an expert at tying chair sashes, and from the horrified look on Lila’s face, I was guessing he absolutely wasn’t.“What did you do?” Harper asked.Marco looked up

Harper POVThere are exactly two places on campus where you are guaranteed to run into someone you know.The student union.And the science building five minutes before an eight o’clock class.Unfortunately for me, today it was both.By the time I made it through the front doors of the biology building, balancing a coffee in one hand, my backpack over one shoulder, and a folder full of notes tucked under my arm, I’d already stopped three times. Once to answer a question about the Alpha Chi charity formal, once because a freshman wanted advice about joining next semester, and once because Dr. Simmons somehow remembered I still owed him an updated volunteer list.College was funny like that.When I first got here, I could disappear into a crowd whenever I wanted.Now?Now people actually knew my name.Some knew me because I was president of Alpha Chi.Some because of the charity events.Some because of classes.And, if campus gossip was to be believed, an alarming number of people knew