Ice Plays, drills, pressure—I’ve conquered them all. Ice is where I feel everything and nothing. Where I win. Where I breathe. But her? She’s fire in a frozen world, and I never trained for this.Now, winning isn’t enough. I want her—and I don’t care what it costs. Fire I don’t linger in locker rooms or play nice with egos. I help when I’m needed, then I disappear. But he watches me like I’m something wild he wants to tame. He doesn’t know— Fire doesn’t melt for anyone. It burns.
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