Page 88 of Silver Fox Puck

Chapter 19 – Kenzie

Ishut the door behind me and drop my bag onto the floor.

Then I just… stand there.

Like if I don’t move, maybe I won’t have to deal with the thoughts crashing through my brain like a damn hurricane.

A suspension.

Grant fought with a player.

This is a messy, complicated past. And somehow, I’m only finding out about it now.

I inhale sharply, forcing my legs to move. One foot in front of the other.

I kick off my shoes, shrug out of my jacket, make my way to the kitchen. Go through the motions like I’m fine.

But I’m not.

Because no matter how many times I try to push the thought away, it lingers.

I should’ve known.

I should’ve realized Grant wasn’t just some carefree, squeaky clean guy looking for a fun time.

Because that’s never who he was.

I should talk to someone.

Instead, I do what I do best—avoid, overthink, repeat.

I clean my kitchen. Twice.

I scroll through my phone without actually reading anything.

I turn on the TV, let some reality show play in the background, but I don’t absorb a single word.

Because all I can hear is Jake—dropping a truth I should’ve seen coming.

It loops in my head, over and over, like it’s trying to prove a point.

My phone vibrates.

I glance at the screen.

Jake.

I let it go to voicemail.

A second later, another text.

I flip my phone over, face-down.

A few minutes later, another buzz.

This time, it’s Grant.

I inhale sharply, my fingers twitching to pick it up.

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