Jace’s POVThe arena lights beat down on the ice as I skated out for warm-ups. My skates cut clean lines, but my mind was somewhere else. Dad’s voice from yesterday still rang in my ears; sharp, disappointed, demanding focus. And now she was here. Ariana. Sitting in the stands as my “girlfriend” for the first time.I glanced up toward the section Mike had pointed out earlier. She was there, in a simple gray sweater, hair tied back, looking small among the crowd of fans in team colors. Our eyes met for a second. She gave a small, awkward wave. I lifted my stick in response, forcing a smile that felt too wide.Mike skated up beside me, tapping my shin pad. “She actually came, you good?”I nodded, but my stomach was tight. “Yeah. Just… weird seeing her here like this.”The crowd noise swelled as more fans filled the seats. I pushed off, taking a few hard laps to warm my legs. Every stride sent a dull ache through my shoulder, but I pushed through it. The game mattered. Scouts were here,
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