Love on Thin Ice | Ice Hockey

Prologue

March 6th 2018.

I hesitantly entered my room, it was much colder in here now without Felix. I slipped my shoes off at the edge of the bed and stood in the mirror. I looked so pale, ill almost. I stripped off my dress and threw it onto the pile of clothes on the floor. Replacing it with one of Felix's hockey jerseys and a pair of old, scruffy leggings. I was a mess.

The house felt different. It's almost like the house knew that something was missing.

I decided to climb into my bed, it had been a long day and although it was only 7pm - I was exhausted. My mind circling, wishing Felix was here with me right now. But I know he can't be, and I've accepted that. Rolling onto my side made me catch a glimpse of the photo frame standing on our bed side cabinet. It was me and Felix skating together, which was a rare occurrence, when we first met each others friends.

I'll always love him, no matter where he is or what he's doing. I know he's looking out for me and things won't be the same without him. I know I shouldn't be angry at him, but I am. I'm unbelievably angry at him, and everybody around me. Anger is all I feel, that and sadness.

It was the relationship I had always dreamed of, and it's all been blown to pieces by one little mistake. I miss him already. I want to go back, 5 years ago. The day we first met.

I remember it like it was yesterday.