Right Your Wrongs

Everything I’ve spent my life building is suddenly at risk. I loved Ariana Ridley long before the world knew my name. Before the NHL. Before the pressure of being one of the youngest coaches in the league. Before I learned how to survive by locking my heart down tight. Leaving her was the hardest thing I’ve ever done — and the one choice I never made peace with. Now she’s back. And she belongs to another man. My new General Manager. I tell myself I can handle it. Discipline is my job. Control is my strength. I know how to keep my distance — how to respect the lines that should never be crossed. But every glance drags the past to the surface. Every quiet moment reminds me the love I buried never died. I see the cracks she tries to hide, the fear she’s learned to live with, and the way she still looks at me like I’m the one place she can breathe. I want to protect her. I want to fight for her. And I want things I have no right to want. Because if I cross that line, I don’t just risk my career — I risk shattering the woman I never stopped loving. Some choices haunt us forever. Some loves never let go. And trying to right my wrongs might just ruin us both.