Fake Dating My Ex's Favourite Hockey Player

to the only man I've ever loved

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. I never wore makeup. I dressed in outfits he approved

wanted. I was going to be his wife

when, six months ago,

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want me to marry you? Because that's

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owe you," he admitted. "But I can't

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voice was flat. "It's been ten years, Emmy. If we wer

ate. "The only reason we're not married yet

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ne, Emilia. And besides, most NHL athletes don'

my whole life without being someone's

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ned in slightly. "But I did love you when we were younger. Because

can't live together anymore. You get that, right? I'm a free man

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