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As he drives, I fill him in on more of the details. But I hold off on mentioning anything about moving out.

He doesn’t bring it up either.

I guess that’ll be a conversation for another day.

That’s fine. I’m enjoying how pleased he appears to be about my news.

As we near the arena, he slows and says, “This is really great, Ellie. I’m happy you’re staying. Like, I’m truly fucking over the moon.”

Wow.

My heart skips a beat.

Feeling more confident than I did before that I’ve absolutely made the right decision, I say, “You know what? I’m fucking over the moon that I’m staying too.”

And it’s no lie.

I am.

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Yes, yes, yes! Ellie isn’t leaving town!

And I’m the first to know.

That makes me happy in a way I can’t even put into words.

Good thing she told me while I was driving. If I hadn’t been behind the wheel, and she over in the passenger seat, I may not have been able to stop myself from grabbing her up in a massive hug, lifting her off her feet, and spinning her around.

That’s how joyful I felt.

I’m still riding high, and we’re near the end of the third period in our game against the Columbus Blue Jackets.

It’s been a good matchup. There’s not been a lot of defense but plenty of offense—we’re up 6–4—which is always fun for the fans.

Time is winding down, and the Blue Jackets just pulled their goaltender.

It’s getting a little chippy out on the ice, seeing as their players are feeling frustrated.

They’ve had some good opportunities, but our goalie has been solid. I’m confident that nothing is getting past him with just two minutes left in the game.

I’m on the blue line, and Arden just passed me the puck.

I make sure I’m the first going into the opponent’s zone so we’re not offside.

I accomplish that, and my linemates quickly follow.

Still, I’m ahead of everyone.

And I have a nice empty net staring at me.

I take my shot and the puck goes in, but in the same second, I feel a stick whack at my ankle, right where there’s not a lot of padding.

“Fuck!” I scream as a stinging pain radiates from where some fuckhead Columbus player just slashed me.

I turn around and see him laughing.

My teammates race in, as do their guys, and the refs and linesmen have to separate everyone.

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