All Chapters of My Plus-Sized Hockey Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHAPTER Seventy One – The Truth Behind the SkatesJaxon’s POVI had spent the entire night thinking about the broken skate.At first, I tried to convince myself that it was just another unfortunate accident.That was what everyone had been saying.An accident.A misunderstanding.A coincidence.But I had started to realize something.There had been too many coincidences surrounding Stella.Too many times she had been hurt, and everyone had found a reason to explain it away.And every time…I had believed them.I sat in my office, staring at the picture of the damaged skate on my phone.The broken lace.The clean cut.The timing.Everything about it bothered me.If someone wanted to hurt Stella, they wouldn’t do it openly.They would make it look like a mistake.Like something no one could blame them for.My fingers tightened around my phone.I needed answers.Not assumptions.Not guesses.The truth.I picked up my phone and dialed the security manager.The call connected quickly.“Cap

CHAPTER SEVENTY Three – The Decision I Never WantedStella’s POVI didn’t say another word after leaving the field.I didn’t turn around.I didn’t give Amber the satisfaction of seeing the pain on my face.I didn’t let my father see how much his words had affected me.I simply picked up my bag and walked away.Every step felt heavier than the one before.The field behind me slowly disappeared from my sight, but the feeling in my chest remained.It felt like someone had taken something from me.Not just a place.Not just a team.Something much bigger.For years, hockey had been the one thing that belonged only to me.My family had controlled almost every part of my life.They decided what I should do.Who I should listen to.Where I should go.How I should behave.But hockey had been different.I found it myself.I worked for it myself.No one had given me a chance because they felt sorry for me.No one had handed me a position because of my family name.Every goal.Every improvement.

Chapter Seventy Five Jaxon’s POVBy the time I arrived home, the sky had already darkened.The drive back from the arena had passed in complete silence, yet my mind had been louder than ever. Every road I drove along, every traffic light I stopped at, and every passing minute only brought me back to the same question.Why? Why would Stella leave hockey?No matter how many times I asked myself that question, I could not find an answer that made sense.Stella had fought too hard to earn her place on that team. She had trained when everyone else had gone home. She had pushed herself through pain without complaining. She had finally begun believing in herself, and Coach had rewarded that determination by giving her a bigger role in the championship.Someone like Stella would never walk away from that dream without a reason.I loosened my tie as I stepped into the living room, but before I could climb the stairs, Amber’s cheerful voice stopped me.“You’re finally home.”I turned to find h

CHAPTER SEVENTY seveE – The Place Mother Called HomeStella’s POVThe bus slowed as it entered the small town, its tires rolling over the uneven road with a gentle rhythm that seemed to calm the storm inside my heart.I sat quietly by the window with my forehead resting against the cool glass, watching the familiar scenery unfold before my eyes. Endless fields stretched toward the horizon, broken only by rows of old trees that swayed gently beneath the afternoon breeze. Small houses stood peacefully along the roadside, each surrounded by gardens filled with colorful flowers that looked as though someone cared for them every single day.Everything here felt different.The city had always been filled with noise. There were crowded streets, impatient drivers, flashing lights, and people who were always rushing toward somewhere else.This place moved at its own pace.Nobody seemed to be in a hurry.For the first time in what felt like forever, I realized I could no longer hear the constan

CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX – HomeJaxon’s POVThe drive felt longer than it should have.Every mile that disappeared beneath the wheels of the car brought me closer to Stella, yet my heart refused to settle. I had imagined this moment countless times during the journey, but every version ended differently. Sometimes she forgave me. Sometimes she walked away without saying a word. Sometimes she looked at me with the same warmth she once had.Deep down, I knew none of those imagined conversations mattered.Reality always had a way of rewriting every plan.The address the investigator had sent led us into a quiet town surrounded by rolling hills and endless fields. It was nothing like the city. There were no towering buildings, no crowded streets, and no endless noise. Everything moved at a slower pace.The driver stopped the car beside a narrow road.“We’re here, sir.”I looked through the window.A modest house stood a short distance away, surrounded by flowers that had been carefully planted