I heard Cade’s voice in my memory.
Marcus is not the victim you think he is.
Who breaks a woman’s heart the day before the biggest game of his life?
Maybe Marcus did not go onto that ice as innocent as you think.
Then I heard Richard’s colder voice from the office.
The sports world will not treat you as a victim.
It will reduce you to the pregnant physiotherapist caught between three hockey players and a s*x tape.
Three hockey players.
Marcus. Cade. Vaughn.
Everyone kept naming the men around me like they were separate disasters, but maybe they had always been part of the same storm.
I looked at Marcus more closely.
“Did you know Vaughn was back before I did?”
His reaction was immediate.
Too immediate.
His pupils shifted. His mouth tightened. His right hand twitched toward hi
