Paisley’s been my best friend since childhood, but unfortunately, she’s also dating the Fury’s best defenseman, Maksim Petrov. She’s the only one I’ve confided in about my relationship with Kane.
“Anything I say falls under patient-doctor privilege, right?” I sit in her office on the couch where a lot of the team’s athletes come to talk to her about managing the pressures of competition.
“You mean the confidentiality clause? Well, you aren’t paying me and we’re best friends, but you know I don’t tell anyone what we talk about.” She hands me a cup of tea and sits in the chair next to me.
“Maksim?” I worry my bottom lip.
“Jana. I’m your best friend. You know you can trust me, so stop stalling and tell me what the hell is going on.”
I called her in a panic this morning. After Kane left l
