Plenty of girls fall for the charming lines and that arrogant smirk.
Harlow knows better. Knows more.
Like the fuel for the fury that makes Conor such a dominant force on the ice. The
history they share but didn't write. The reason they don't speak.
Until, one day, they do.
He was supposed to be the one guy she could never-would never-like, much less
love.
Famous last words.