“You didn’t think I could do it, did you?” I blink up at him. “Do what?” “Prove that I could put you first.” I didn’t. Not like this. I wouldn’t have asked him to. He sobers. “Hockey is a big part of my life. I’ve made sacrifices and paid dues and played like it was the only thing that mattered. But you’ve got to believe me when I tell you it’s not.”
