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.

belong here. You’d never understand how to deal with the one

me are childish at best. I’d

heel wobbled

It felt like I

words deter me. I kept reaching out

to keep

no one would come near me with a ten foot pole. I would suspect sabotage from

up

phone started buzzing. I pulled it from my purse and looked down

Aria.

picked up her call, pressing the phone to my ear. “Hey.”

second, all I could hear was soft sniffles coming from the other end of

frowned. “What is it,” I ask worriedly. “Aria,

me,” she wailed. “Ryan, dumped me!”

I

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

over,” I urge. “We can order takeout and open a bottle of wine.

good for this world, Evie,” she says tiredly. “Are you finally

just heading onto the

sniffled again.

you soon,” I promise gently.

“Okay. Bye.”

I am now. Once inside the cab, I place an order

arrive about the time

shabby little apartment, I kicked off my heels and shrugged off my blazer, throwing it on the

doorbell rang just then and I run to grab it. A tearful Aria stands at my door, still wiping her cheeks of their dampness.

I say quickly, ushering her inside with a gentle hand. “What happened?”

‘working’ on himself,” she says

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

uncontrollably. “I’m going to die alone!”

drew her in for a hug. “You’re not going

to die alone, it was probably

men,” she whines in

a-hole today. There’s a reason he’s number two on my

never told me who’s number one on that list,”

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