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yell to come in. When I open it, my very tall, very blonde sister is sitting in a large leather chair.
    “What are you doing here, Squirt?” She comes around her desk to hug me.
    If you looked at us side-by-side you would never think we were even related. Regina takes after her father, who had been husband number two, and I take after our mother. My father was husband number five, but I never knew him. There’s a ten-year age gap, but you can’t tell it because Regina still looks twenty-five.
    “What’s wrong?” She can see it plastered on my face and she wraps me in her arms. I didn’t think I could cry anymore, but I do. Regina guides me over to the small sofa in her office. “Talk to me. Are you okay?”
    I shake my head. “I’m a horrible person.”
    “You?” she scoffs. “Of everyone I know, you are the last person that would be horrible.”
    “It’s true.” I take a deep breath and tell her my terrible secret. “I cheated on Jax.”
    Regina mouth drops. “Shut up.”
    “I did.” I pull out of her arms, drop my purse on the floor, and pace her office. “I ruined our marriage, and now Jax won’t even look at me.”
    “I don’t know what to say. I mean, you said that you two were having issues, but I didn’t think that it was that bad.”
    I nod. I tell her everything that has happened in the last six months. The pain I’ve felt, the way I’ve been ignored, and how Jax didn’t even realize it.
    “Do you think that he’ll file for divorce?”
    I shrug. “I don’t know, but by the way he acted this morning, I would imagine he's at an attorney’s office right now.”
    “Squirt, I don’t know what to say.”
    “I do.” I square my shoulders and stare at my sister. “I’ve turned into Mom.”
    Regina stands up. “No, you haven’t.”
    “Yep,” I nod. “I have. I’m going to be sixty years old with eight failed marriages, living in some condo out in the desert.” I love my mom, but that woman has more marriages than Elizabeth Taylor. She meets a man, falls in love after ten minutes, and then runs off to a chapel to get married. Regina and I have bounced around so many homes in our lives, it’s crazy.
    “Squirt, quit that right now,” Regina orders me. “Jax loves you, and you’re not Mom.”
    “He didn’t even talk to me today.”
    “Well, give him time. Maybe he’ll come around. Think of this though: you don’t have a prenup, so at least you get some sweet money.”
    I gasp. “Genie. How can you say that? I didn’t marry Jax for his money. I couldn't care less about that.”
    She smiles, walking over to me. “That right there shows you’re not Mom.”
    I close my eyes understanding her point.
    “It was one time, right?”
    I nod. “I fell into bed with the first guy in six months that said I was beautiful.”
    “It happens.”
    “Not to me. Not to my marriage. What does that say about me, Genie? That I’m a whore.”
    “Hey!” she barks at me. “Don’t ever call yourself that. You’re not. If you want your marriage to make it, then fight for it. Fight hard. Mom never did that; she just moved on to the next guy. You haven’t even batted your eye at a guy since you met Jax. Did you love this guy?”
    “No, I love Jax. I made a mistake.”
    “Then go fix it.”
    After I leave my sister’s office, I don’t know where to go. I drive aimlessly and end up in front of the rink. I know that Jax still has practice, and that he doesn’t particularly like me coming, but from time-to-time, I do.
    I pull up to the security guard, flashing my family badge, and drive to the parking garage. I park right next to Jax’s Mustang and head through the back door. I find a seat near some other fans, but higher up.
    I spot Jax first. I can always find him on the ice; it never fails. It’s usually because of his smile; this time, it’s because he isn’t smiling.
    The team is all bunched in the middle of the ice, doing a shootout. Jax is last to shoot. He races toward the