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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open this door now, or

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

face puffed up with anger. When I turned, he had an accusing finger pointed directly between my

not to screw it up. You couldn’t even give the guy a simple hike on the

making it worse. I was already drowning, and he seemed intent on holding me

a light knock beside my ear and I turned to see who had intruded on the

a red bag that looked like

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

Timothy rushed to my side and placed

on?”

in his

the bag and rummaging through its contents. He pulled out the small

capsules into his palm. He crawled toward me as I curled into

gentle but urgent. His

back.

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their way down my dry throat. I still couldn’t find the

doing?” The

Timothy snarled

clamped his

his presence a consistent warmth. “Breathe for me, Evie.” He cupped my head beneath his hand and lifted me

this….” I choked out. “Not

on my shoulders and gave them

They didn’t hold their usual harshness. There was

me. Hold for three seconds,” he

releasing a shaky breath. He prompted me again to breathe with him, hold,

I was caught in the trance, my heart slowing its

you,” I croaked. I brought a hand to my aching throat, finding myself more appreciative of the air. “How

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