LILY
The last few days after the accident had been hectic, to say the least. Ronald had missed all the training so far, and the worst part was having to sit with him later as we worked on our assignment together.
It was awkward, considering everything he said—and didn’t say—that day in the hospital, but somehow I managed to evade every conversation that threatened to cross that line.
Today was game day with the scouts and everything, and damn, the crowd's energy was crazy.
It filled the air long before the whistle blew, the kind that made your chest feel tight even when you were just a spectator; chants from the stands, rhythmic clapping, the sharp scrape of skates against the ice, the echo of sticks colliding.
But somehow, all of it felt off.
I sat among the crowd, my eyes glued to
