POV: ACEIt’s been days.Four agonizing, sleepless days since the match, and I felt like I was losing my mind. I’d scoured every map—digital satellite links and the dusty, hand-drawn charts from my father’s archives—but the place didn't seem to exist. Every time I traced the coordinates toward that northern ridge, the maps showed nothing but a blank expanse of forest. No structures, no landmarks.The frustration was a beast inside my chest, scratching at my ribs.I was sitting in the empty practice room at the arena. Overhead fluorescent lights buzzed, casting a sterile glow over the vacant benches. I leaned back, mindlessly tossing my hockey puck, catching it, over and over, the rubber hitting my palm with a dull, rhythmic smack. My eyes were bloodshot, and the shadow of a dark beard scratched against my jaw. I hadn't slept since she vanished.How could I, when I couldn't do something as simple as finding her? Hell, I was a mess. The iron door creaked open.I didn't turn my head, ex
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