Ivy POV“Open your eyes, Ivy,” the now-familiar voice chimed in my head. “It’s morning.”I slowly lifted my head, biting back a yawn, my eyes flickering open against the bright light pouring through the window.For a moment, I didn’t recognize the room at all.My brain felt packed with fog, the pillow felt foreign beneath my cheek; the sheets, too crisp, too cool, not mine. I blinked hard, trying to place anything familiar.“Where am I? What happened?” I mumbled, still half-asleep.Then the night before came crashing back in flashes, the puck, the blood, the men in the hallway, Alex collapsing, the hospital. Everything hit me at once, sharp and unfiltered, my pulse skipping as I tried to fit it all together. My heart stuttered, confusion colliding hard with memory, leaving me breathless.I sat up straight, eyes widening, my hand roaming over the empty and cold bed. A creeping dread wrapped around my ribs, squeezing tight. My fingers gripped the sheets until my knuckles went white. The
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