The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Timothy didn’t seem to mind carrying me down the mountain by himself. He was determined to keep me in his arms, and that alone put me on alert. I could feel his own heart beating beneath my fingers, its pace dangerously fast.

On the way down, we discovered my phone lying at the trunk of a tree in surprisingly good condition.

An hour later, we reached the hotel in a state of exhaustion.

There was enough juice left for me to see the new text that appeared on my screen. There was no name with the number, so I opened it out of curiosity.

I’ve found out where you are, Coco, it read.

The phone slipped from my hand, and I fell back against the mattress. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me as the words flashed before my eyes. Coco.

There was only one person who called me Coco. A despicable man, if I could even associate him with being human. I checked the text again, the words the same as

before.

My breaths became ragged and short. That feeling of suffocation returned, my airways constricting as I turned over desperately. My eyes shifted around the

room.

My pills. I need my pills.

My face was wet with tears. Between desperate gasps for air and the swelling in my ankle, I felt utterly hopeless. Amid tearing through all my belongings, everything was strewn across the floor in messy heaps.

After all this time, Bruce had gained control of me

He always did.

There was a loud knock at my door, and I screamed in ala time more determined.

It came again, this

“Evie, open up!” my boss, Mr. Erickson’s, harsh voice came through the door. “You’ve got some explaining to do!”

I clenched my teeth. Now just wasn’t the time.

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door now, or

wiped my face on my shirt sleeve and limped toward the door. The banging continued as I unbolted the lock and

didn’t bother with any greeting. He pushed past me and entered the room, his face puffed up with anger. When I turned, he had an accusing finger pointed directly

you one chance, Evie!” he growled. “One chance not to screw it up. You couldn’t even give

dizzier as my breaths grew shallow. He was making it worse. I was already drowning, and he seemed intent on holding me under

who had intruded on the conversation. I stumbled back to find Timothy standing in the

lifting a red bag that looked like my own. “Figured it belonged

knees and coughed. Sweat dripped off my forehead and onto my shaking hands as I clawed at the carpet. I was losing sensation in

my side and placed a hand

on?”

pointed at the red bag in his hands and spoke between gasps,

unzipping the bag and rummaging through its contents. He pulled

I curled into a ball, my body hot and cold

gentle but urgent. His other hand was rubbing

back.

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their way down my dry throat.

she doing?” The boss asked.

Timothy snarled

boss clamped

cupped my head beneath his hand and lifted me up until I was sitting on my knees, facing him. “We’ve got

I choked

He placed his hands on my shoulders and gave them a light squeeze. “Concentrate on something else. Here,

lifted my head and met his eyes. They didn’t hold their usual harshness. There was something

me. Hold for three seconds,”

He prompted me again to breathe with

held each other’s gaze, neither daring to look away. I was caught in the trance, my

throat, finding myself more appreciative

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