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

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

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

with a shrug. “And your boss wasn’t helping at all. Is he always

be a successful trip,” I stated. “And I’ve been having those attacks for a while. He

paused. “For

before walking away from the buffet line. I found a table by one

said quickly. He was so tall, his knees knocked into mine underneath the table

“I want to. You’re

from with all of this. I nibbled awkwardly at

face.

my pills close to me this time around. I hadn’t received. any new texts from Bruce, but just one was enough to push me over the

expect when I got home? Was he waiting for me there?

her?

shook my head, banishing those thoughts. Maybe I was thinking too deeply about this. I wasn’t exactly low profile at this point, having

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

ten minutes later and drove us all the way to the airport. It was about an hour wait before then,

get to finish the trail because of me, but I

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

the fear started to leave his face. He looked between us, then started to smile meaningfully. It started to

back in first class, but there was no stewardess dripping over Timothy this time around.

Evidently, I’d been “wonderful“, but I couldn’t understand what part of our trip had matched that description. I was constantly on edge throughout the whole trip. I doubted I was all that nice to

“Hey.”

Timothy’s voice drifting across the aisle. He was staring at

it, by the way. You being good company,”

“You can drop the act. I’m pretty sure my boss