Chapter 64 GET OFF THE RINK.

CASEY.

I kept looking toward the tunnel.

Nothing. No Ethan.

I tightened the strap under my chin and scanned the stands one more time, like he might come out of the crowd if I just wanted it badly enough.

"Blake."

I turned. Coach was standing over me, clipboard in hand, jaw tight.

"Eyes here."

"Sorry...

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