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.