บททั้งหมดของ The breaking ice: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 16

ARIANNA'S POV Popping my lips once more, stepping back I look 5 myself again " fuck mrs Penelope really went all out on my face, and this contact lenses are sick" the Caribbean blue eyes made me look and feel like a doll, taking one look at myself again I grab my purse and head out, walking through the corridor Valerie's pictures hang around, her wins, her baby pictures, she looked like a little barbie no wonder the fucker grew fond of her. " Valerie" my heart skips, it's been so quiet I forgot I was living with the devil, he's steps grew closer, just two feets apart Coach stones held my shoulders his eyes glaring down at me with a creepy smile, " you look nice" fuck I wanted to punch him haaarrd but I have to be like Valerie and I guess she would smile and say Thank you Dad " those words tasted like vomit in my mouth I watched him smile again, my chest tightens I was more furious than irritated, " be good for the audiences today okay especially our sponsors " he said walking pas

SHAKES'S POVLying face up on my bed, my heart still races, I could still feel her lips on my neck like she left a hickey there, fuck I'm screwed everything was hot, her voice, her touch, her lips until she looked at me and it was like I was getting hard over Valerie, fuck does she really have to wear those contact lenses, I look at my alarm and bury my face in my pillow, it's still 1 o'clock, this is gonna be a long night. looking over at Alex's room I decided to go see if he was awake, I haven't told him yet, I haven't told him that the girl he gave his heart to is dead and I'm falling for her sister who is pretending to be her, I reach the door and it's locked, that's weird Alex never locks his door going back to my drawer I reach for the spare keys I stole, opening the door slowly I freeze, he's not here, rushing quietly downstairs, the hall is so quiet I could hear my heartbeat, I search the cafeteria, the other rooms, the balcony, the gym and underground hangout, everywhere in t

(ARIANNA'S POV)Australia feels wrong.Not in a bad way.Just… unfamiliar.The air is warmer than I expected, the sky too wide, too open—like there’s nowhere to hide. Everything feels exposed, like whatever secrets followed me here are just waiting for the right moment to surface.I grip my suitcase tighter as we step out of the car.“This is it,” Shakes says beside me.I don’t respond.My eyes are fixed on the hotel.Tall. Glass. Too polished.Too perfect.The kind of place where everything looks clean on the surface—but underneath?Rot.Just like back home.“Try not to look like you’re walking into your execution,” he mutters.I shoot him a look. “Maybe I am.”His expression shifts, just slightly.“You’re not,” he says quietly.I don’t answer.Because neither of us believes that.—The lobby is buzzing with athletes, coaches, officials.Laughter.Conversations.Normal.It feels fake.Like we’re the only ones carrying something heavy while everyone else just… exists.Coach walks ahea