pte

Boule

n do. Your dad insisted that she must

s tightened on my phone as I stood

We need

hing to talk

erything. Vivianne did nothing wrong." My vo

ued to his phone... It was as i

my room because of a silly bet with my friends..." Thos

is is how it feels ly

umours in the school because she kept acting tough. I wanted to

up flew from dad's hand and landed right o

forehead and I let out a wince

ckled dow

isgust. "I am not going to fold my arms and watch you bring shame to

art s

ther person under a moving bus to save y

m came from, but for the first time in my

om his face, and h

for doing that to her, but you would rather

at to Vivianne or any other woman? That's not who I am. But I

withdraw from Stormbridge instead?" Da

othing, takin

e not do that, do you?"

ked on me. "If you insist that she was wronged, I can bri

ckets. "That you give up your hockey career and f

ms, tightening my fists in a wa

to do that, then I'm a

to the staircase, but paused and l

trouble for this family again, I'm afraid I won't be abl

ne in hand, and eyes glued to it, reading

always genuinely liked you, and I cherished what happened between us... I'm sorry fo

d the text to Vivianne, da

to give up your

on the phone, and

st when I thought my dre

ript my father had written even before my existence... To him, I was nothin

een written in this script, and the only thi

I stood my ground. He'd take everything else from me, but n

etting his support, or so I

eping up my face as memories of months ago clawed

woman... And from that moment, I'd stare at her from afar

a chance with this crazy girl wh

safe if I had just kept admiring her from afar, and now that

of your future. Remember this is the first time you ever really want to do som

text, and tossed my phone beside