The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 2

Evie

The night went on and I continued setting tables for a private event set for this evening. It was a nice little break from the constant stream of guests that would come through.

It was hard to tune out the highlight reels of the Thunderbolts Captain being the leading scorer in the league and becoming the rookie of the year.

How some people manage to become that successful amazes me. He must be the city’s favorite little hockey star.

I hummed quietly to myself as I moved around the dining room.

“Waitress,” a woman’s shrill voice squawked. “Waitress!”

My head snaps up at the signal. “I’m so sorry, mam,” I apologize carefully. “What can I do for you?”

“Well, for starters, why don’t you actually serve me,” she scolds. “I have been sitting here for ten minutes trying to get your attention!”

I looked around. My eyes were starting to turn towards where I stood.

“Absolutely, mam,” I stammer. “What can I get you?”

“I need a drink, but everyone in here seems to be too distracted by the craziness outside,” she says with a huff.

I looked down at her glass. “What kind of wine would you like?”

“Your most expensive bottle. Make it snappy,” she orders sharply.

“Anything else?”

coming. Bring two glasses,” she

back with your drinks,” I

people like this make me furious.

of wine and bring two glasses back out to the table. The woman watched me with cold eyes as

“Anything—“

face shut me up quick. The entire restaurant went silent.

get your attention,” she laughed smugly. “That’s for being incompetent and ruining our night.”

coming beside me. “Are you not embarrassed by treating

night. I bought out the restaurant just for celebrating your win,” Stella pouted innocently. “We can do what we want. Isn’t that right,” she looked at my name badge, “Evie?”

man froze – He is Timothy

all ability to speak. “I—

fine,” Stella smirked. “I’d go get yourself cleaned, sweetie,

a stall. Forcing myself to take deep breaths, it brought me back to the torment of high school. It was brutal how some kids were just able to rip into their

finally managed to calm myself down

tips tonight. Maybe it was the

it tiredly over my shoulder. Without a single word, I head out the back of the restaurant and onto

street in some

“Wait!”

crazy sports car, sat the one

with those hazel eyes of his and his chestnut hair. His face, though still youthful,

night get

Sinclair,

picked up

hold on a minute,” he shouts quickly. “I know you. I swear I’ve seen you before.”

ignored him again.

I at least give you a ride,” he offered hopefully.

my shoe slips right between the grate on the sidewalk, snapping it from beneath me. Stumbling forward, I hear

night could get so much worse.

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