VALENCIA
I eventually told Nova about the hookup, the whole incident at the club. She was really supportive of me even though she didn't like Carter at all, I knew she felt bad for him.
Even I felt bad for him too. I cheated on my boyfriend for seven years. It's been three days since the hookup and I'd blame myself for everything.
I was really distracted and upset. I was sobbing non-stop for the past twenty-four hours ago and it was my fault. All of it was my fault, I should've not let it happen.
I aggressively wiped the dried tears on my cheeks and some new ones on my eyelids as I stood up, using my hand for support.
I sniffled and took a deep breath. A door opened in front of me as Nova appeared, looking at me with worry. I quickly lowered my head so she wouldn't see my red puffy facial features.
But Nova hugged me with comfort and I stilled for a split second as my chin quivered, and my eyes were getting blurry. I laid my cheek on her shoulder and just sobbed.
"It's ok, V," Nova whispered, brushing the back of my head gently. Then, she caressed my back and I suddenly pulled away.
I shook my head and sniffled. "No! It's not ok. You just don't understand. I cheated on Carter." This shouldn't affect me in so many ways. Carter did the same thing two years ago.
"Aren't you forgetting that Carter did the same thing?" Nova crossed her arms and asked me, curiously. "Look, it's not your fault. You were drunk. You can't just keep beating up yourself because you cheated on Carter."
She was right. I'm depressed, disappointed, and especially disgusted with myself. I need to shower, I thought.
"Look, V, either way... he's going to find out. And it's better if you could just tell him yourself," Nova added.
I hummed, hesitatingly nodding my head. "He's a hockey player." I blurted out.
"Excuse me?"
I looked at her. "He's a hockey player. He's famous." Nova gave me a look.
"Of course they are. Who is he?" She asked and I remembered one part when we had sex in the washroom, he was so sweet and gentle but at the same time, he was different.
Way different than Carter.
"Sidney Crosby." She froze as her eyes instantly widened. Her mouth parted in shock and I swallowed hard.
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"Look, you went through a lot today and I wanted to give you something." Nova caught my attention as she gave me two tickets with her hand.
I frowned and looked at the paper before realizing what they were. A smile made its way onto my lips and I gave her a hug in excitement.
I pulled away and noticed the huge grin on Nova's mouth as I squealed. "Oh my god, thank you! You're the best." Full of shock and excitement, I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Come on. You need to dress up, it starts tonight," Nova said and I stood with so much effort that I'm confident in going to the game.
Up to my closet, I had a line of jerseys that I bought over the years I used to watch hockey and chose my favourite one. I wore it on and grabbed my bag.
I headed downstairs with a big smile on my face and I had to thank Nova for that. I appreciated everything for the help she's given me and I'm so excited to go to a hockey game for the first time in three years.
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𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 || 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙗𝙮
Romance[ON HOLD] ------------- he's in a happy marriage and she's making millions worth of money. but she's also in a relationship, though he can't make her satisfied. can a hockey player change that?