You didn't have the best home life. Your father wasn’t kind to your mother, and she didn’t want to leave him, fearing you needed a male role model in your life. Things changed when you entered 2nd grade. A family from America moved to Toronto, where you grew up. They had three kids: the youngest was almost 3, then a 5-year-old, and the oldest was younger than you by a few months. You met the oldest, Quinn, and you two became friends immediately. His mother encouraged your mother to leave your father.

You and your mother became honorary Hughes. Through the years, you and Quinn played hockey together. But when you two got into high school, you joined different friend groups. Then you opened up to one of your so-called friends and told him you liked Quinn. He turned around and told another friend in the same group as Quinn. When Quinn found out, he confronted your friend, and they got into a fight. After that, you and Quinn's friendship was... different. He still hung out with you, but didn't give you the same attention. Didn't hug or touch you as much. Then he got distant.

You and Quinn were drafted into the NHL the same year. You were drafted to the Rangers, but being the only woman in the league adding more pressure, and Quinn to the Canucks. Then Jack, Quinn's younger brother, got drafted 1st overall to the Devils. You were proud of him but a bit mad because the Rangers had the 2nd overall pick.

This season, at a Rangers vs. Devils game, you and Jack collided a bit too hard, resulting in a bad shoulder injury for Jack. You shut everyone out. You and Quinn had both chipped in on a lake house to go to over the summer. Jack was injured, Luke was at the World Series, and Quinn was in the playoffs. You thought you could have a couple of weeks away before you had to go back home.

But you didn't realize when Quinn's team was knocked out of the playoffs, he came to the lake house. You heard something in the kitchen in the middle of the night. When you went to look, you saw Quinn with a beer in his hand. You hadn't talked since Jack's injury. You didn't know if he was mad or sad. You didn't want Quinn to be mad at you. You were still in love with him.