The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 51

The Lakon ice hockey tournament had begun, and whether I liked it or not, I was about to step into Leo’s world once more. This wasn’t just any match–it was a battlefield where legends were made, and failures were forgotten

Although I had decided to keep it professional and go with Echo, Jane insisted on watching

it live.

“Mommy, please! I want to see the live action.”

After several back–and–forth exchanges, I agreed with her and used a disguise to conceal my identity. Wearing masks and glasses covered our faces successfully.

At sharp eleven in the morning, Jane and I arrived at the stadium; Echo had bought front–row tickets for us. Seeing the spectacle of the rink, I imagined the scene of my Jane playing as a professional player in a few years by herself. I couldn’t wait for that day to

turn into a reality soon.

The commentators welcomed the hoMelodyble guests and gave a small speech on the significance of today’s event before the players Introduction.

his team Leo came out, dressed in hockey gear, his confidence made him prominent among members. He waved in our direction and mouthed, “Watch out!“, making me conscious. I shifted in my seat uncontrollably; someone must have informed him about my arrival

today.

But I didn’t respond, ignoring his attempt to gain my attention. Leo didn’t stop at it, he raised his brow and winked as the referee blew the whistle, making the fans behind me

scream.

Hah!

What a narcissist!

Well, the match started on a good note as both the teams were of equal caliber, they struggled to dribble the puck into the opponent’s net. Both goaltenders were on high alert.

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a center forward, Leo was attacking with his eft and right wing, his grace, and speed left others in awe. They stayed in the lane, forming common

from the puck, the left one and Leo passed it between them, making the goalie move from side to side. That strategy opened up the net for scoring opportunities, and that

him, the commentator announced one point for his team. The game became so intense after that, fixing my attention

old times, witnessing his mastery on the rink. His effortless moves were like the dance of a butterfly, murderous enough to beat his

corner and Leo held full command of it, scoring

fascinated me. Leo would scoop the puck on the blade of the stick, and then the puck still on his blade, he whipped the stick around the net and

mind–blowing!

until the first break, foreshadowing the

The

Leo’s anti–fan. When I clapped for him on the fourth goal, she

would have practiced for a better rhythm of

shots, they

drew the attention of some

with her.

he precisely

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their analysis with more facts when I quickly covered her mouth. She was gaining unnecessary attention. Staying low key

an impressive performance. The fans went crazy to celebrate

the post game interview, where the reporters had surrounded Leo like

looked into my direction and

I am good enough for FB

out chatter in the crowd,

is trying to win over

with a scoff; I could