Chapter 128 His Suggestion

• Kade POV
• The locker room feels suffocating. I’m still in my gear. My gloves and skates are off but everything else untouched, sitting there waiting for the inevitable. Any second now, someone from the league is going to storm in and demand answers, and I’ll have to sit there, listening to them decide my fate like I’m just another problem they need to clean up.
• The worst part is, my teammates aren’t saying shit. I can feel their stares, hear their low whispers, but no one’s asking me anything. Maybe they don’t know how. Maybe they’re waiting for me to just explain myself, like I owe them that after the shitshow that just unfolded.