บททั้งหมดของ My Plus-Sized Hockey Luna: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR – A Mother’s Last MemoryStella’s POVI stood at the top of the staircase for a long time.The conversation with Jaxon kept replaying in my mind.He had believed that I was worried.He had thanked me for telling him.But he still believed Amber deserved the benefit of the doubt.I could not blame him.He had no proof, neither did I.I let out a quiet sigh and turned toward my bedroom.Maybe I needed a shower, maybe I needed sleep.Maybe tomorrow would somehow feel easier than today.I had barely taken two steps when I heard a voice behind me.n“Stella.”I stopped immediately.For a brief moment, I thought it was Jaxon.When I turned around…nIt wasn’t.Amber stood at the end of the hallway.She had changed into comfortable clothes, and the sweet smile she always wore in front of everyone rested on her face.She slowly walked toward me.n“Can we talk?”I looked at her without answering. “There is nothing for us to talk about.”She smiled..“You always say that.”“I mean

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX – Your Favorite DaughterStella’s POVTraining had just ended.The players slowly left the ice one after another, laughing as they talked about the next match.I stayed behind for a few extra minutes, hoping the empty rink would quiet the storm inside my heart, It didn’t.No matter how hard I trained, my thoughts always found their way back to Jaxon… to Amber… and to Chase’s warning.I finally placed my hockey stick inside my equipment bag and walked toward the exit.I had barely reached the hallway when one of the arena coordinators hurried toward me.n“Stella.”I stopped walking.n“Yes?”“The Commissioner is here.”My heart sank.n“My father?”The coordinator nodded.n“He’s waiting for you in the conference room.”I frowned.My father had never come looking for me before, not once, not when I was injured, not when I won,bnot when I left his house.So why now?“Thank you,” I said quietly before making my way toward the conference room.Every step felt heavier than the l

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT – I’ll Get It Back MyselfStella’s POVThe journey back to the pack house felt longer than usual.I sat quietly in the back seat of the taxi, staring through the window as the city passed by.People walked along the sidewalks without a care in the world.Children laughed outside small shops.Cars moved slowly through the afternoon traffic.Everything looked normal.Everything except my life.I rested my head against the window and closed my eyes for a moment.No matter how hard I tried to think about hocke, no matter how hard I tried to focus on training…My mind always returned to the same thing, my mother’s necklace.Amber had it, she had known where it was all these years, she had watched me search for it without saying a word.A sharp pain settled inside my chest.I slowly reached into my pocket and took out the small photograph I always carried with me, It was old.The corners were beginning to fade, It was the only picture I had of my mother.She was smiling

CHAPTER Fourty Eight – The Auction BeginsStella’s POVThe exhibition hall looked completely different by the time the auction was ready to begin.The bright conversations that had filled the room earlier had become quieter.Rows of elegant chairs faced a large stage at the front of the hall.A long red carpet stretched from the entrance to the stage, where a polished wooden podium stood beneath dazzling lights.Staff members moved from one place to another, making sure every guest was seated.Security guards stood around the hall, watching every corner carefully.The valuable items had already been arranged in the order they would be presented.I quietly found an empty seat near the back of the room.From where I sat, I could see the stage clearly.I could also see the glass cases lined up beside it.Somewhere among them…My mother’s necklace was waiting.I folded my hands tightly in my lap.My palms were already damp with sweat.I tried to calm myself, but it was impossible.Every p

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE – The Price of LosingStella’s POVThe auctioneer’s hammer came down with a sharp sound that echoed throughout the hall.“Sold.”The applause that followed sounded distant.People smiled.Some congratulated one another.Others admired the necklace as it was carefully placed back into its velvet case.I could not hear any of them.My ears were ringing.My eyes remained fixed on the necklace, It was over, I had lost.I slowly looked toward the front row.Jaxon was sitting beside Amber.He looked calm, completely unaware of the storm inside my heart.He had done exactly what he believed was right.He believed Amber was the little girl who had once saved him.He believed he owed her everything.He had no idea that the necklace he had just won for her belonged to my mother.He had no idea that he had just taken away the last piece of my mother that I had left.My fingers slowly loosened around the bidding paddle.It slipped from my hand and landed softly on the floor.I