The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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Thursday evening came and we were once again settled into the spacious conference room. Timothy had yet to arrive, so it was just Linda and I trapped in each other’s company. I couldn’t help but notice how she arranged the files and documents on her desk, subtly pushing my work to the sidelines.

She turned to me, her lips curving into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Evie, I’ve reviewed your initial work on Mr. Hayes‘ case,” she said, her voice oozing with condescension. “I have a few ideas on how to proceed. You can assist me by taking notes during the meeting with Timothy this afternoon.”

Assist. The word stung like a slap to the face. I had spent weeks preparing for this case, diving into the legal intricacies, and now Linda was reducing me to a mere note–taker. I clenched my fists, trying to swallow the anger that was bubbling up inside me.

“Actually, Linda, I’d like to discuss some of my ideas for the case during the meeting.” I responded, my voice steady.

Linda raised an eyebrow, her icy blue eyes studying me with a calculated look. “Evie, this is a high–stakes case, and I have extensive experience in handling such matters. I’ll be taking the lead during the meeting.”

I could feel my cheeks flushing with anger, but I had to choose my battles wisely. With gritted teeth, I agreed, “Okay, Linda. Have it your way.”

There was a light knock on the door and Timothy poked his head in. “Good evening.”

I opened my mouth, ready to greet him, but Linda beat me to it. “Hello, Mr. Hayes!”

He shut the door and took the seat next to me, nodding at me in greeting. “Hope I didn’t take too long. Hockey practice ran late today.”

“You’re right on time,” I was able to slip in before Linda could. “I hope practice went well.”

He snorted, folding his arms over his chest. “What little practice I could get in, yeah.”

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“We should get started,” Linda interrupted, putting away any need for pleasantries. She shifted her chair over so that she was within armlength of Timothy, then picked up her folder. “Mr. Hayes, I trust you were able to read my email all the way through last night?”

I raised an eyebrow and turned to Timothy. “Email? What email?”

“Oh, Ms. Turner just provided be with her own analysis and suggestions,” Timothy explained, then turned to her. “I did look through it all and I came up with a few questions…”

“Hold on.” I held up a hand, drawing their attention back to me. “Linda, I’ve already prepared a detailed analysis of the case, and I think it’s crucial that we go over it during the meeting.”

Linda’s response was dismissive, as if she couldn’t be bothered with my input. “Evie, I’ve already outlined the agenda for the meeting. We’ll discuss my strategy, and I’ll handle the presentation.”

I refused to back down. “Linda, I’ve been working on this case from the beginning. My analysis could provide valuable insights that could help us win this case.”

Her eyes narrowed, and she leaned in closer, her voice dripping with

“Evie, this is my case now, and I’ll decide what’s important. You’ll have your chance

instances of discriminatory language used within the team’s internal. communications. These messages make it abundantly clear that Mr. Hayes‘ reduced playtime is not based on performance but rather on

with irritation. “Evie, I’ve got it covered,” she replied

front of Timothy. I

in hearing what Evie has to say. I’m

irritation was evident, but she begrudgingly relented, though

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research, my heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and determination. More than ever, the threat of screwing up

inquisitive. It was a moment of validation, a glimmer of hope that my hard work might not be in vain. Linda watched with barely concealed

time in cornering me as we exited the conference room. She wore a wide, almost chilling smile

your assistance,” she said through gritted teeth. “Though I would

observing the fragility in her supposedly content demeanor. “With all due respect, Ms. Turner, it shouldn’t matter who is taking

she could muster up a response, Timothy came up behind us and stood. beside me. He

gratitude in his eyes. “And you too, Ms. Turner. I’m glad Evie has someone to

and walked

and I turned to Timothy,

can tell you two are close,” he said jokingly, and I rolled my

of us,” I explained, mustering a smile. Two lawyers on one case are bound to clash, but

frowned at that/ “Like

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several legal documents. It had pointed me in a clearer

a lawyer in training,” I told him, hoping it would reassure him. “But I’m

stress yourself out with it. As someone who’s

him, noting the concern in his expression. I must’ve looked as exhausted as I was starting to feel, or he was genuinely invested in my well–being. “I’ll keep

I decided that I couldn’t let Linda’s behavior go unchecked. any longer. I needed to assert myself, claim my rightful place.

was seated behind his desk, engrossed in paperwork, but he looked up as

wanted to speak with

“What’s the matter, Evie? I trust that Linda is doing an excellent job handling