Chapter 91 Confronting the Truth

Penelope's POV

Practice that morning is torture.

Every time I look at Liam across the ice, my stomach turns over itself. He keeps trying to catch my eye. I refuse to look at him, focusing instead on the scrape of my blades against the ice, the burn in my thighs.

"Focus, Hale!" Coach Reeves barks....

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