“Hockey girl! Welcome back, where’ve you been?” I had to have been asked this same question by every player on the team today, but this time it came from Damian. He’d just strolled in the arena, casually 5 minutes late for practice and looking as if he just rolled out of bed. HIs thick black curls were messier than usual, but that pearly white smile was just as charming as it always had been while he hovered over me.
“Just dealing with some personal stuff, but I’m back now,” I shrugged with a smile, offering him the same response I had given every other player that had already asked me today. It was clear that my absence had been noticed much more than I thought it would have been. I’d spent my whole life up until this point feeling nearly invisible, in nearly every other job I’d worked,
