Chapter 113 She Was Crying Because of Me

CHASE

I didn't go to my room.

I went to the rink, because the rink was the only place I'd ever known what to do with my body. I suited up alone in the locker room at 7:30 on a Sunday morning, and I went out on the ice with a bucket of pucks and shot them at an empty net until the half-healed ink a...

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