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My father once told me love and hate carry the same heartbeat, just under different skin.
The passion is the same. The sting is the same.
That pressure that builds in your chest? Same.
But I don’t believe in that. I don’t trust the idea of love.
I’m no princess waiting on a happy ending. I’m a realist, and the thought of me and Kasai Stone alone makes my stomach twist.
He’s breaking barriers as the number-one ranked Black college hockey player in the country, but he could never break my ice-barricaded heart.
He’s arrogant, cocky, and fake.
Kasai Stone moves like the world was built just to watch him skate across it.
We’ve been enemies since the fifth grade, from playground fights that traveled to high school.
I thought I left him behind when we graduated.
But I was wrong.