Kane’s POV
I respected Brandy’s wishes last night, leaving her alone, and it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Today we have the day off, after the back to back games, even Coach couldn’t bring himself to drag our asses onto the ice this morning for practice.
I roll out of bed at eight, which is late for me, it’s rare that I sleep past six during the season. I roll over onto my side, reaching for my cell phone that is charging on the bedside table beside me and lifting it to my face.
I wake up the screen, sitting up abruptly as I spot Brandy’s name with a message notification.
I quickly open the app, selecting her name, our text thread loading in front of me.
B: ‘Hey, I’m sorry I was a little off last night.’
B: ‘Are you angry?’
B: ‘I guess you are, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to b
