The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 21

I woke with a yawn, squinting my eyes as the sun’s rays peeked through the thin curtains. I glanced over at the alarm clock and saw that it was only eight in the morning. It felt like I’d slept longer.

I threw my legs over the side of the bed and pressed my feet onto the floor. My ankle was still tender, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been yesterday. I was able to walk to my suitcase and gather some clothes for the day.

There was some ruffling on the other side of the room and I turned, stunned to see Timothy adjusting himself on the small couch. I blinked wildly, recalling last night’s turn of events.

It all seemed so distant, this dark memory lingering in the back of my mind. Timothy watching over me as I fell asleep made me feel a little less vulnerable.

“You’re up.”

I turned again, this time meeting Timothy’s warm gaze as he sat up and stretched his long body over the stiff couch. I felt bad that he’d had to curl himself up just to fit on it, but he didn’t seem too bothered as he smiled tiredly at me.

“How’d you sleep?” he asked.

I shrugged, still feeling the sleep tugging at my eyelids. “Fine. You?”

“Well enough.” He pulled away his blanket and stood up, getting another stretch in. “Did you want to head down for breakfast?”

Before I could respond, my stomach rumbled, and the obnoxious sound echoed throughout the room. It had effectively stunned me into silence once more, but Timothy snorted.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes.”

All I could do was nod, already feeling like I’d made things more difficult in the past 30 hours. We took the elevator down and I headed toward the breakfast buffet to look at the selection. The food looked pretty appetizing, hopefully well worth the money spent on it.

As I started stacking my plate with fresh fruit, I felt Timothy hovering awkwardly by my side. When I went over to the next booth to get eggs, he followed right

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for me to fill my plate before

he began, rubbing the back of his neck, “Are you really okay? I mean, your ankle seems fine, but

bottom lip, trying my hardest not to meet his eyes. “It’s fine.

a shrug. “And your boss wasn’t

“And I’ve been having those attacks for a while.

“For a

found a table by one

don’t have to sit with me. I promise I’m okay,” I said quickly. He was so tall, his knees knocked into mine underneath the

smile. “I

eyes widened in surprise as he started munching on his toast. I couldn’t comprehend where he was coming from with all of this. I nibbled awkwardly at my eggs, occasionally looking up at him and finding a

face.

we went back to our rooms and packed our things for the trip back. I made sure to keep my pills close to me this time around. I hadn’t received. any new texts from

waiting for me there? He couldn’t possibly be waiting there with Aria around, or

her?

those thoughts. Maybe I was thinking too deeply about this. I wasn’t exactly low profile at this point, having to deal with Timothy’s case, so any move

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door. I met Timothy and the boss. downstairs in the lobby waiting for the bus. I kept my

It was about an hour wait before

trip overall, Timothy?” I asked desperately, leaning toward him. “I’m really sorry that you didn’t get to

his lips curling into a grin. “Not at all. You

looked between us, then started to smile meaningfully. It started

no stewardess dripping over Timothy

couldn’t understand what part of our trip had matched that description. I was constantly on edge throughout the whole trip. I doubted I

“Hey.”

followed the sound of Timothy’s voice drifting across the aisle. He was staring at me,

You being good company,”

act. I’m pretty sure my boss has