Fake Dating My Ex's Favourite Hockey Player
“Bold, but true. Liam texted me this morning, he’s playing the Blizzards, and he said, and I quote, ‘drag Lacey with you so she doesn’t rot in her apartment.’ So, congratulations, you’ve been drafted into sister duty.”
“I’m… honored,” I murmur, curling my fingers tight around the phone.
Julie barrels on, her energy relentless. “Come on, Lace, you haven’t seen Liam play live in ages. And Blizzards games are insanely horrid — we’ll finally have new mockery content. It’s going to be epic.”
The name Zane hits like a punch to the stomach. I force out a hum. “Yeah. Epic.”
There’s a beat, like she hears it — the way my voice dips just slightly off-key. “Hey… are you okay?”
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