Chapter 0453

"You've been distant lately," Nina remarked, her fingers interlacing with mine, as if she was trying to physically pull me from my reverie.

"It's this coaching thing." I admitted, my gaze fixed on the horizon. "On one hand, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. But on the other..." My voice trailed off, but the unspoken words hung heavily between us. The thought of being apart from Nina, even if just for a few months, was agonizing.

She sighed softly, turning to face me. "Enzo, remember when I took that internship in New York in January? We were apart for a whole month. It wasn't easy, but we managed, right?"

I nodded slowly, memories of those lonely nights flooding back. "It was tough, Nina. And now it would be six times that amount of time."

She paused, searching for the right words. "But wasn't it worth it? The experience I gained, the growth I

underwent? This is your New York, Enzo. You have a chance to shape young minds, share your passion, and make a real difference."

Her words resonated deep within me, but the fear of regret was paralyzing. "What if I fail? What if I realize that coaching isn't for me?"

discover a side of yourself you never knew existed? Life is full of 'what ifs', but you can't let them dictate your

clouded my judgment. We continued our walk in contemplative silence, each lost in

few days, sleep eluded me. I found solace in late-night skates on the rink, the cold air sharp against my face, and the ice providing

younger me, holding my first hockey stick. That memory jolted something in me. The

coach, Mr. Matthews, and how he had shaped my early years. I owed so

hit me with

to impact lives, to share my love for the game, to build something from scratch. It was a challenge, yes, but one

Nina by my side, even in spirit, I felt

phone, my fingers trembling as I dialed Tim's number. As it rang, I took a deep breath, drawing strength from the memory of

It's Enzo.

relief and excitement, echoed my own emotions. "You won't regret this, Enzo. Welcome

the silence in the room was palpable as I took a deep breath, the memories of the past few months culminating in

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