Chapter 130 Unfamiliar Bed

ETHAN'S POV

My own rink smelled like a different brand of disinfectant.

The locker room had my surname taped above a stall — DRAKE, no number, the same blank space every new room left for you to fill in. I set my bag down and stood there a second too long, looking at it.

"You're the captain guy," s...

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