Maddox wrapped an arm firmly around my waist in a frantic rush, hauling me up and skating straight off the ice before the referee could even blow the whistle to pause the game.He carried me swiftly down the hallway while I groaned softly against his chest, a sharp, white-hot agony shooting up my spine every time my leg shifted.I clenched my fists tightly into the fabric of his jersey, trying to hold back the tears.Maddox burst through the doors of the arena’s medical bay, carefully lowering me onto the examination bed as the medical staff rushed over instantly to attend to me.“Get these off him, carefully,” he ordered sharply, his voice laced with panic as the doctor began unbuckling my ice skates and gently sliding off my thick protective socks.A sharp gasp escaped my throat the moment my ankle was exposed, swollen and purplish red. Maddox sat right on the edge of the bed by my side, taking my hand into a firm, grounding grip.“You’re going to be fine...” he muttered softly near
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