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The rink is a cathedral of cold air and fluorescent light, the ice gleaming under the hum of the overhead lamps. The scent of sweat and rubber lingers, mingling with the sharp bite of the Zamboni's exhaust. The crowd buzzes like a distant storm, their cheers muffled through the glass. I slam another puck against the boards, the crack echoing in the cavernous space. Judahs smirks, gliding over, his skates carving lazy arcs. "Stick up your ass?" he teases. I don't answer, just hit another shot harder. He laughs, clapping my shoulder, and for a second, my eyes drift to the stands. There, among the sea of faces, is you. Her smile cuts through the noise like a blade of sunlight. I let myself smile back—just a flicker. The horn blares, tearing us apart. The West Bridge team skates onto the ic…