All Chapters of Love On Thin Ice : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Daniels POVThe arena was the only place where the noise in my head finally stopped. On the ice, I wasn’t a product of the Prescott name or the dutiful son trapped under my father’s thumb. I was just a guy with a hockey stick.My whole life, people only cared about what I could do for them. My father treated me like a trophy, expecting perfection at every turn. I never had the room to fail, to breathe, or to just be human. The one time I lost a match as a kid, he hit me, threatened to cut me off, and made sure the punishment hurt worse than the loss itself. Even now, running my own business, he still tries to pull the strings. I’ve been fighting to take back my life, piece by piece, but the weight of it all never really leaves.Earlier today, I stopped by a coffee shop after working out and saw her—the same girl I’d kicked out of my arena days ago. Our eyes met, but neither of us said a word before she turned and walked away. I didn't feel guilty. To be honest, I couldn't remember the

DANIEL'S POV I watched her through the side mirror as we pulled away. A sudden pang of guilt hit me, like I’d done something wrong, but I quickly shook it off.A few minutes later, we were out on the open road. Out of nowhere, a heavy wave of exhaustion washed over me. My body felt drained and heavy. I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes, counting down the minutes until we reached the Arena. That was the only place I could truly blow off steam and forget everything else."Sir?" the guard sitting next to the driver spoke up."What is it?" I asked, not bothering to open my eyes."We’re being followed.""Then deal with it. Arrest them," I said flatly."Yes, sir."A second later, I heard him radioing the security detail in the car trailing behind us."There’s a cab riding alongside you. That girl with the crutches from the parking lot is tailing us. Pull them over and arrest her—"My eyes snapped open. "Wait, what?!" I shouted. "No! Don't touch her!" I yelled. I didn'