บททั้งหมดของ In love with my Ex’s Rival:The Ice Hockey Rival: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Tamara’s POVThe moment Professor Mitchell finished the lecture, I was out of my seat.Elena grabbed my arm, her eyes wide with concern, but I shook my head at her. I couldn’t sit there for another second watching Mara with that smile, that confidence, that absolute certainty that she’d already won.I needed to know what was happening. I needed to confront her.Mara was gathering her things slowly, deliberately, clearly enjoying the attention I was giving her. The other students were packing up around us, the classroom slowly emptying as Professor Mitchell dismissed the class.Without thinking, without planning, I walked straight to her and grabbed her wrist.“Come with me,” I said, my voice low and controlled aware of the other students still milling around. I didn’t want an audience for this.To my surprise Mara didn’t resist. She simply smiled and allowed me to pull her up and lead her toward the door.I dragged her into the hallway, away from the classroom and into a more secluded

Tamara’s POVFor a long moment, I simply stood there in Garrett’s embrace, letting myself exist in the space between what was happening and what I needed to do.The hallway had long since emptied of other students. The confrontation with Mara felt like it had happened hours ago, though it was probably only minutes. My heart was still racing from the intensity of it all from Mara’s cryptic statements, from Garrett’s protective presence, from Lucas’s bitter words.But I couldn’t stay here forever.“I need to go back to class,” I said quietly, pulling slightly away from Garrett.He was reluctant to let me go. I could feel the hesitation in his grip, the way his arms tightened for just a moment before he released me. He was trying to protect me by keeping me close, but he also understood that I had a life outside of him. That I had classes to attend. That I couldn’t hide forever.“Okay,” he said, his hand lingering on my face for a moment. His thumb brushed across my cheekbone in a gestu

Tamara’s POVThe walk back to our dorm felt longer than usual.Elena and I moved through the campus in silence, the weight of everything that had happened today pressing down on us like a physical force. Mara’s return, the confrontation in the hallway and beneath it all, the cryptic warnings that kept echoing in my mind.“That was intense,” Elena finally said as we climbed the stairs to our dorm room. “The whole Mara thing. I’ve never seen you like that before.”“I know,” I admitted, unlocking our door. “I don’t know what came over me. I just… when I saw her sitting there so confidently, like she’d already won something, I lost it.”We collapsed onto our respective beds Elena on hers, me on mine and for a while, we just existed in the comfortable silence of our shared space. Our room was small but cozy, decorated with Elena’s dark aesthetic and my more neutral touches. It had always been a sanctuary, and today it felt like one more than ever.“Try to sleep a little,” Elena suggested,

Tamara’s POVI closed the door quietly behind me, Elena followed me inside, she was already sitting on her bed with her laptop closed, watching me with an expression that suggested she’d been doing nothing but wait for my return.“Oh my God, look at you,” Elena said immediately, a knowing smile spreading across her face. “You’re actually glowing. You’re so in love.”I felt my cheeks heat up, and I couldn’t help but smile even wider.“I am not,” I protested weakly, moving to my closet to hang up my jacket.“You absolutely are,” Elena said, moving to sit on the edge of my bed. “And you know what? I’m happy for you. I really am. You deserve someone who makes you smile like that.”Her words were kind, but there was an underlying concern in her voice that made my smile falter slightly.I turned to face her, and I realized that I couldn’t keep the secret anymore. Couldn’t keep pretending that everything was fine when there wer

Tamara’s POVTuesday morning came gray and unremarkable, the kind of day where nothing feels like it matters until it does. I was still half-asleep when I shuffled down to grab the dorm mail, my mind already on the test I had third period and whether I’d actually studied enough to pass it. Elena had left for her 8 AM class already, her coffee mug still sitting on the desk, lipstick stain on the rim.The mail slot was stuffed again junk, mostly. Flyers for campus events, a package delivery notice, a couple of bills that weren’t mine. I was about to head back upstairs when I saw it.The envelope was heavy. Expensive-looking. Cream-colored with a gold seal that caught the light when I turned it over. The seal was intricate runes I didn’t recognize, but they felt old. Important. The kind of importance that made my hands go cold before I even knew why.My name was written on the front in perfect script…..Tamara Angel.I stood in the mail