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Chapter 101 — The Story Begins

SKY’S POV The reporter caught me outside the practice facility, microphone already up before I’d finished pulling my bag over my shoulder. “Sky, can we get a quick word?” I should have kept walking. Reyes always said the second you stop for one, three more show up behind her like she rang a dinner bell. But my car was still fifty feet away and she was already matching my pace, so I stopped. “Two minutes,” I said. “Appreciate it.” She lowered the mic slightly, like that made the next question softer. “There’s a photo circulating online of you and a woman identified as Dr. Amira Frank. Can you confirm you’re in a relationship with her?” I felt my jaw work before I caught it and stopped. Amira and I had talked about this exact moment. We’d walked through what to say if someone asked outright, rehearsed it enough times that the words should have come easily. Acknowledge nothing. Deflect without lying. Buy time until we controlled the timing ourselves. None of that came out. What

Last Updated : 2026-10-01

Chapter 102 — The Question

SKY’S POV By morning the story had a name. Sports networks were calling it “The Wilson Situation,” which sounded like a diagnosis instead of two people who’d fallen in love at the wrong time. I showed up to practice anyway. Staying home would have looked worse, and Petrov had drilled that into every rookie who ever tried to hide from a bad week: you skate through it or it skates over you. Coach pulled me aside before we hit the ice. “How are you doing with all this?” “I’m fine to play.” “That’s not what I asked.” “It’s the answer I’ve got.” He waited a beat, like he’d expected exactly that answer, then nodded and let me go. ⸻ Practice went fine. Better than fine, actually. Gloves and a stick and a puck coming at me too fast to think about anything else made the last twelve hours quiet down. For an hour and a half, I wasn’t the guy in the headlines. I was just a goalie doing his job. Then it ended, and the noise came back. Marcus’s statement had gone out overnight. Reyes f

Last Updated : 2026-10-01

Chapter 103 — No Comment

SKY’S POV Marcus’s office looked the same as always. Leather chairs, framed jerseys, the wide window overlooking the practice rink. I’d sat across from that desk a dozen times, mostly for contract talk, scheduling, nothing that ever made my stomach turn before I walked in. This time it did. He didn’t stand when I came in. Just gestured at the chair, calm, like this was any other Tuesday. “Sky. Thanks for coming in.” “Didn’t feel like I had a choice.” “You always have a choice.” He said it easily, correcting me the way you’d correct someone’s grammar. “I just requested a meeting.” I sat anyway. Standing there making a point out of it wouldn’t have changed anything. “This is about the interview,” I said. “Among other things.” He folded his hands on the desk. “The board’s been fielding calls all morning. Sponsors mostly. A couple of investors. Everyone wants to know the same thing you didn’t quite answer at that podium.” “I’m not discussing my personal life in a press conferen

Last Updated : 2026-10-02

Chapter 104 — The Story They Want

SKY’S POV By Thursday, the coverage had stopped being about a rumor and started being about a narrative. A rumor fades if nobody feeds it. A narrative gets built, piece by piece, until it stands on its own even after somebody pulls the pieces out from under it. I watched the shift happen online, one headline at a time. A morning show asked whether Amira had used her position to get close to me during recovery. A sports blog ran a longer piece questioning whether someone with her history should be allowed that kind of access to a player at all. Nobody used the word manipulation outright. They didn’t need to. They just kept circling it, close enough that readers filled in the rest themselves. I read three articles before I made myself put the phone down. Reyes found me in the locker room after, still lacing my skates slower than usual. “You look like you didn’t sleep,” he said. “Didn’t much.” “You saw the pieces this morning.” “I saw all of them.” He sat down across from me. “

Last Updated : 2026-10-03

Chapter 105 — Everyone Knows

SKY’S POV By the time I got to the arena that morning, there was no version of the story left that didn’t include us. The second photo had done what the first one couldn’t. Nobody was asking questions anymore. They were just reacting. Fans split down the middle almost overnight. Half of social media seemed to think it was sweet, two people finding each other after everything I’d been through. The other half acted like Amira had committed a crime just by existing near me during recovery. I made the mistake of reading a few comment threads before practice and regretted it before I finished my coffee. Reyes caught me in the hallway before I reached the locker room. “Don’t look at your phone again today,” he said. “I mean it.” “Too late for that.” “Then stop making it worse.” He wasn’t wrong, but I couldn’t quite put it down. Sponsors weighed in by mid-morning, careful corporate language about monitoring the situation and trusting the organization to handle internal matters approp

Last Updated : 2026-10-04

Chapter 106 — The Cost

SKY’S POV I drove to Amira’s place that night, even though she’d told me on the phone she needed space to process the suspension. I told myself I was just checking on her. Some part of me also needed to see for myself that she was still standing after everything the last week had thrown at her. She opened the door before I finished knocking, like she’d been watching for headlights through the window. “You didn’t have to come,” she said. “I know.” She stepped back to let me in anyway. Her apartment looked the same as always, but she didn’t. Her hair was pulled back too tight, the kind of tight that comes from doing it without paying attention, and papers were spread across her coffee table, the same documentation folder she’d been building for weeks. On the kitchen counter behind her sat a mug of tea gone cold, untouched, and a takeout container still sealed from what looked like the night before. She hadn’t eaten. I didn’t say anything about it, but I filed it away the same way

Last Updated : 2026-10-05

Chapter 107 — The Break

SKY’S POV We never said the word out loud. Amira wrote it instead, in a text she sent two days after that night in her apartment, a message I read four times standing in my parking garage before I could make myself walk inside. I think we need to step back publicly. Not because I stopped loving you. Because I don’t know how else to protect what’s left of your career while this plays out. I’m sorry. I need you to trust that this isn’t about giving up on us. I didn’t respond right away. I sat in my car a long time, phone in my lap, trying to find some argument solid enough to change her mind. I didn’t find one. Somewhere underneath the anger, I already understood she wasn’t wrong. That didn’t make it hurt any less. I typed back eventually. Okay. If this is what you need. It’s not what I need. It’s what I think will help. There’s a difference, I wrote. I know which one this actually is. She didn’t answer that one. I didn’t blame her. ⸻ The statement went out through her lawyer

Last Updated : 2026-10-06

Chapter 108 — The New Face

SKY’S POV I watched Calvin’s first start from the press box instead of the bench, which told me everything I needed to know about how far I’d fallen in three weeks. Coach hadn’t said it outright, but a healthy scratch doesn’t usually sit that close to the media section unless somebody wants reporters to notice exactly where you are. Calvin played well. I’ll give him that. He looked nervous in warmups, shoulders tight, glove hand a little stiff on his first few saves, but he settled by the second period and finished with twenty-six stops and a win that had the whole building on its feet by the final horn. Watching from up there felt strange in a way I hadn’t expected. I knew every save he made before he made it, could read the same rebounds and rushes I would have read myself, and there was a part of me that wanted to be annoyed that he was doing it well. I couldn’t quite manage that. He’d earned the chance, whatever the circumstances that handed it to him. I clapped along with ev

Last Updated : 2026-10-07

Chapter 109 — The First Regret

SKY’S POV Calvin didn’t call that night as he’d promised. He didn’t call the next morning either. I spent both days checking my phone more than I wanted to admit, half expecting a message that never came, wondering if whatever he’d walked into Marcus’s office to face had scared him into silence instead of honesty. I saw him twice around the rink during those two days, both times from a distance, both times looking like a man carrying something heavier than a playbook. Once, in the hallway near the trainer’s room, our eyes met for a second before he looked away first. I didn’t push. Reyes had told me to give him room, and I was trying to trust that advice even though every hour of silence made the waiting worse. Practice offered the only real distraction. Coach kept me on a modified schedule, working drills separate from the main group, easing me back toward game shape without putting me in front of live shots yet. It felt like rehab for something that wasn’t physical, and in a way

Last Updated : 2026-10-08

Chapter 110 — What Calvin Knows

SKY’S POV Calvin took a breath before he started, the kind of breath that comes before someone says something they’ve been avoiding for a while. I stayed quiet, giving him the space to find his own way into it instead of pushing. Outside, a car alarm went off somewhere down the street, then cut off just as quickly, and neither of us reacted to it. Whatever we were both bracing for felt bigger than any noise from outside. “It started before any of this,” he said finally. “Before the relationship stuff went public. Before the scandal, even. Marcus called me into his office almost four months ago. Told me he saw something in my game he wanted to develop. Said the organization needed to think about its future, and he wanted me ready for a bigger role sooner rather than later.” “Four months,” I repeated. “That’s before Amira and I were even public.” “I know. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Every young goalie wants to hear that from a GM. I figured it was just standard devel

Last Updated : 2026-10-09

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