The arena buzzed with energy, the air thick with adrenaline and the sharp chill of the ice. The game had been brutal—fast-paced, physical, the kind of match that had everyone on edge until the final buzzer.
And Larry?
Larry had dominated.
Lauren stood in the stands, her hands still gripping the railing, heart pounding from the rush of it all. She’d spent most of the game teetering between excitement and stress, watching as he maneuvered across the ice like he belonged there.
Because he did.
This wasn’t just some comeback. He was proving—game after game—that he hadn’t lost his edge. That he could still do this.
And God, was she proud.
The final buzzer blared, signaling their win, and the crowd erupted into cheers. Lauren exhaled, tension leaving her body all at once.
He did it.
He
