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The rink lights are dark now, long shadows stretching across deserted bleachers. The air still carries the chill and the ghost-scrape of blades on ice. I'm standing outside her apartment door, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wants to escape. The door swings open, and there she is—pale, trembling, her eyes glazed with pain. Before I can even breathe her name, she collapses into my arms, a dead weight I catch with a sharp gasp. "you?" My voice splinters as I lift her, cradling her like shattered glass. I carry her to the bedroom, lay her down on the soft sheets, my hands shaking as I search for what's hurting her. My fingers find the edge of a bandage beneath her shirt, and everything stops. "Dove..." My voice drops to a low, strained growl. "What is this? How did you get hurt h…