Chapter 10 ELLIOT.

“I don’t understand what this is going to achieve.”

The rink was empty at this time, and Weston’s voice echoed through the empty halls. I cocked a brow at him, Hockey stick in my grip.

“Familiar words, don’t you think?”

He pursed his lips, furrowing his brows. “So this is revenge then, for that firs...

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