The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 3

Evie

The boss had called me into his office this morning. Dread settled in my stomach as I stepped inside and Jasper was standing there too.

“Miss Sinclair,” he says simply. “Mister Morgan. I called you both in here to discuss a rather important matter. I can’t have two interns. One of you will be let go.”

I bristle at his statement.

“The one I keep here has to demonstrate a knowledge of client acquisition that exceeds our expectations for interns. Whoever brings me the next big client will receive the role here in this office. The other will have to go.”

Jasper chuckles smugly beside me.

“Certainly, sir,” he says. “Excellence in everything, isn’t that right, Evie?”

My nails bit into my palms as anger started boiling over.

“Absolutely,” I say, feigning sweetness.

“I expect to see your client portfolios in three days,” our boss said. “I look forward to seeing what you guys bring to the table.”

As soon as we step outside his office, Jasper began his trash talk again.

“Prepare to lose, Evie,” he says with a smirk.

“I won’t lose,” I say proudly.

“Don’t lie to yourself,” he snorts. “I know you have zero prospects. It must be hard being you.”

“Oh yea? What do you have that I don’t,” I ask, folding my arms.

“My family owns the largest shipping company in the world,” he says plainly, picking at his nails.

“That’s a cowards way out,” I snort.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said quickly, a grin plastered on his face. “A client is a client. It’s not about what you know, but about who you know. It won’t matter how smart you are when you show up with nothing. I hold it all in the palm of my hand.”

I felt my stomach drop. I hated when he was right. Jasper was second on my list of most hated people I knew. Which means he was first place loser.

How fitting.

tone. “It’s obvious you don’t belong here. You’d never understand

are childish at best. I’d suggest you

back to my cubicle, aware of how my heel wobbled beneath me.

out of my league. It felt like I dropped right into the deep

deter me. I kept reaching out and searching

to keep looking.

come near me with a ten foot pole. I would suspect sabotage from my colleague, but

packed up for the

it from my purse and looked

Aria.

the phone to my

other end of the phone. “Hey,” Aria repeated. Her voice was wobbly and quiet.

it,” I ask worriedly.

me,” she wailed.

I’m so sorry,” I say apologetically. “What

louder. “I don’t want to be alone,” she whimpers.

urge. “We can order

this world, Evie,” she says tiredly.

just

she sniffled

see you soon,” I

“Okay. Bye.”

be much less assertive than I am now. Once inside the cab, I place an order at our favorite Italian restaurant. I got

set to arrive about the time I

stepped into my shabby little apartment, I kicked off my heels and

run to grab it. A tearful Aria stands at my door, still wiping her

her inside with a gentle

was ‘working’ on himself,” she says with air quotations.

felt bad that I didn’t know what that meant. “What does that mean?”

sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m going to die

I say, laughing quietly as I drew her in for a hug. “You’re not going to die alone. You’ll always have me.”

to die alone, it

men,” she

a-hole today.

one on that list,” Aria says, with almost pleading

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