CHAPTER THIRTY SEVENScarlett’s POVBy the time we finally left the arena, the celebration behind us had become nothing more than a distant sound.The championship trophy had been lifted. Pictures had been taken.The interviews had finally ended. One by one, the players began leaving with their families and friends.The excitement that had filled every corner of the building was slowly fading.The evening air felt cool against my skin as I walked beside Ryan, neither of us spoke.There were so many things I wanted to say, so many things I wanted to ask but every time I opened my mouth, the words disappeared before they could leave my lips.Ryan walked quietly beside me with his hockey bag resting over one shoulder.His pace was slow not because he was tired but because he wasn’t trying to leave me behind.When we reached the parking area, he stopped walking, I stopped too.For a long moment, neither of us looked at the other.I lowered my eyes. “I’m sorry.”The words came out so so
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