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“This place looks like a fairy tale”

Max walks toa bouquet in his hands “For you” He hands it to“Dive” comes on

“Dance with me?” I ask him as I walk to him

“Every single day of my life” He wraps an arm around my waist I hold the bouquet around his shoulders and we hold our free hands to his chest

He takes his phone out and raises his hand, snapping a picture of us I’,” he says quietly as his cell phone rings “Angel, don’t freak out” His voice is curt, tight

I don’t have to ti because my phone buzzes with a text from Matthew

Allison, when you get this you better call me

“Oh my God” I look at him “What did we just do?” He looks at me shocked, steps back, and away from me

“Max” I reach out to hies me

“A mistake”

I don’t know if he’s asking or telling My heart hurts as his eyes go dark He darts out of the room and the front door sla dress, a tear rolls downband

Chapter One

Allison

I can’t be late, I can’t be late, I mutter to myself as I run around my new bedroo brother and hockey god Matthew Grant Well, he’s a god now, but he started off as the bad boy of hockey, getting kicked out of the league three years after being drafted first pickIt was the lowest he could go, and he cas