Fake Dating My Ex’s Favourite Hockey Player
Chapter 84
sigh, swirling my drink. “You were fine playing that game with me. But the second it was him, you froze.”
“Because I loved him, Liam. When it’s with you I know it’s not real. It… you don’t mean anything to me.” She exhales sharply. I flinch. I don’t mean to, but I do. She’s too tipsy to notice. “And I knew what Becca was doing. She wanted a reaction.”
The words hit harder than they should. She says them like they’re just facts. My jaw clenches so tight it aches. I want to laugh, but the sound would come out broken. “Did she get
one?”
Her eyes narrow. “You’re impossible.”
No, you’re the impossible one.
Standing there like it didn’t just cost you nothing to say I mean less than some guy who
already walked away from you.
Frustration crashes into me – sharp, hot, messy. It burns through my chest and settles in
my throat.
I drag a hand through my hair, gripping the strands at the back of my neck like I can pull
the feelings out of me.
But they stay.
The anger. The sting.
The way her words keep echoing You don’t mean anything to me.
–
God. I don’t even know why it hurts this much.
Except I do.
Because I want to mean something.
I want to be someone to her.
Someone important, someone valuable, someone who’ll have some sort of place in her
heart.
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Someone who she’ll think twice about before saying they mean nothing.
God, it hurts to think.
“Emilia, you’re avoiding the question.”
Her eyes flash. “And you
–
why do you care so much?”
“What? You think I’m jealous?”
She doesn’t blink. Doesn’t flinch. Just watches me like she already knows the answer.
I force out a laugh, lift my drink to my lips like I don’t feel like I’m coming undone. “Right. Because I so desperately wanted to be in his place.”
Her eyes flicker – something cracks there. Hurt, maybe. Guilt. But it’s gone too fast. Like
she’s trained herself not to let me see it.
Her breath hitches.
ther bands are trembling
The unge by take them in mine eats at me. But it’s not the time.. especially when I’m the one who made them like that.
Her eyes are filled with tours I didn’t see when I looked away.
She hides her hands behind her back but it’s too late. I already saw.
Shit
Youre nothing but an entitled asshole,” she spits, voice shaking. “Who are you to judge me? Or make assumptions about me?
She lets out a harsh laugh, rubbing her palm where it met my face. “You don’t do wlationships, right? Too afraid to feel something real? Maybe I’m this slut in your head, ready to steal another girl’s man, but at least I let myself love. It’s no wonder Mar and Elijah can’t stand you. I don’t know how you stand yourself.
She takes a breath, like she’s waiting for something.
Anything
But I stay silent. It’s not like she’s wrong. Everything she said is the truth.
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I just wish it could be different with her.
“I’m sorry, Emilia, it stings. Something in my chest aches so much I can hardly breathe. ‘I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry.”
Her shoulders rise and fall with the effort of holding it together.
Then she shakes her head and turns away.
It takes everything in me, but I don’t stop her.
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