Game.

~I am addicted to your body.~

Xavier POV:

The moment my skates touched the ice, a surge of anticipation and nerves coursed through me. The arena was a sea of faces, a symphony of voices, but my eyes were trained on one seat in particular. I had sent the ticket to Arcane, and I knew exactly where she should be sitting.

But as my gaze swept over the rows, there was an emptiness that echoed in my chest. She wasn't there.

A strange mixture of disappointment and worry washed over me. The familiar buzz of excitement, the surge of adrenaline that usually accompanied stepping onto the ice, was subdued. It was as if a vital piece of the puzzle was missing.

I skated a few practice rounds, my mind racing even as I tried to focus on the game ahead. The cheers of the crowd, the calls of my teammates, all seemed to blur into a background hum. I couldn't shake the thought of Arcane's empty seat.

Had something happened? Was she alright? A thousand scenarios raced through my mind, each one more