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Luca POV The crowd was so loud I could feel it in my chest before I even stepped onto the ice. Twenty thousand people packed into the United Center, all of them screaming. Banners waving. Lights cutting through the smoke above the rink. The Chicago Phantoms versus the Boston Bruins, Game Seven of the Eastern Conference Finals. The kind of night that ended careers or made them. The kind of night that got replayed in highlight reels and locker room speeches for the next decade. And I was already bleeding.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Her brother was staring at Hunter Callum with the expression of someone whose entire personality had just been called into question by reality. "You're—" Ethan started. "We're late," Maya said immediately. "But he's—" "Ethan." Hunter looked at Ethan with something that might have been amusement. "Big fan?" Ethan opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. "You scored a hat trick against Vancouver in 2022," he said finally, with the gravity of someone reciting scripture. "From center ice. With eleven seconds left." Hunter nodded once. "Good game." Ethan looked like he needed to sit down.