Chapter 4

But Ezra Thornton.

The fucking audacity, really, of this guy to walk into Sasha's life with a friendly smile and a handshake and a comment about how Sasha wasn't supposed to smoke by that door and to flip Sasha's entire life inside out.

Sasha had been content to be lonely for the rest of his life, to sleep around and get drunk, and high, to play hockey until he can't anymore.

To wither away, to let himself rot like either of his parents.

Whichever happens first.

He doesn't want to do that anymore.

He enjoys hockey, especially when they're playing…