Chapter 0447

Nina

Enzo leaned heavily on the divider, staring quietly down at the ice.

"Enzo?" I prodded him, lifting his chin to meet my gaze. "Tell me you've made the announcement."

"... Erm..." He cleared his throat, his brown eyes darting around somewhat nervously. Maybe. Sort of."

I folded my arms across my chest. This was a topic that had been on our minds for months, and Enzo had promised that he would tell the team about his big decision before their last game of the season.

"Enzo..."

Enzo heaved a deep sigh, his fingers playing with the edge of the divider. "I haven't," he murmured, his voice tinged with regret. "I want to wait until tonight, during the party. It'll be the right moment."

dappled his face, emphasizing the lines of stress and contemplation. "Enzo,

know, I know," he said. "I just... Thought it would be better to

intertwining my fingers with his. It had been a tough decision on his part, and I understood why he was so hesitant to reveal it to his team.

voice as the rest of the team made their way past us and toward the locker rooms. "No matter

smiled weakly, clearly grateful for the support. "Thanks, Nina. It

the mood, I nudged him. "Speaking of chaos, how

dramatically. "Oh, don't even get me started. The Tudors and the Stuarts have

nudging him again. "You were never much of a

enough about me. You, Miss Biology Major, how did

my eyes. "You remember

playful disgust. "How could I forget? You named yours Mr. Whiskers." Ilaughed, nodding. "Right, well, if Mr. Whiskers was the

Enzo had me giggling. "You always did have a twisted sense

the open arena door, laughing and joking around, their conversations filled with relief and post-exam celebrations. A few waved at

the bench. I watched from afar as he slipped off his skates and shoved them into his bag, then unapologetically pulled his practice jersey off over his head, revealing the glistening muscles and chiseled abs that I had become so familiar with over the past

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