~Lynlee~
I wandered around the player lounger, snapping photos of the space. I’d been taking photos all day, in fact. Nate caught me right after Sebastian and I fought in the school hallway, and I finally apologized for my disappearing act in Seattle and the ensuing silent treatment. Thankfully, he believed me when I told him it had nothing to do with him.
After a few more days of keeping myself scarce around the arena, it was game day. I kept myself busy taking pictures most of the day. Of the ice. The offices. The locker room. The equipment storage. And now the player lounge. I wasn’t entirely sure what I would use in my book, so I wanted to be thorough and leave no detail forgotten. Although plenty would probably change…
Sebastian’s words about Nate or anyone else getting hurt becau
