Chapter Ninety Seven
Venessa POV
The bright, happy feeling from Khalid’s amazing five-point game stayed in our apartment for the next few days like a warm, comforting blanket. The television news was still talking about his historic night on the ice. The sports channels were playing his beautiful breakaway goal over and over again, and the entire city seemed to be shouting his name in the streets. But inside the quiet rooms of our home, life had slowed down in a beautiful way. We spent our mornings sleeping in late, eating long breakfasts by the big kitchen window, and enjoying the rare peace that came with Julian’s multi-game suspension from the league.
Yet, as the quiet days moved past, a deep pulling feeling began to take hold of my heart.
It was a feeling that had nothing to do wi
