The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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As I hunched over my desk, the soft knock on my office door barely registered, and I only looked up when it swung open to reveal the last person I had expected to

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see Timothy himself. He stood there, his expression a mixture of surprise and apprehension.

“Timothy,” I stammered, my voice betraying my astonishment. “What are you doing here?”

He shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting in his pockets. “I’ve been trying to find you, Evie. I didn’t know where to start, and I thought maybe you’d be here.”

I had so many questions, but the foremost one spilled from my lips before I could stop it. “Why did you want to find me?”

He took a deep breath and approached my desk, leaning against it as he spoke. “Evie, I came here because I want you to withdraw from my case.”

The words hung in the air, a weight that threatened to crush me. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Withdraw? But why? I’ve been working tirelessly on your case, trying to help you.”

Timothy’s eyes met mine, and there was a depth of emotion I hadn’t seen before. “That’s exactly it, Evie. You’ve been working too hard on my behalf. I don’t want you to overextend yourself for me.”

My temper flared, and I couldn’t hold back the words that tumbled out in a furious torrent. “You don’t get to decide whether I’m ‘overextending‘ myself or not. This is my profession, and I take it seriously. I’m trying to fight for you, and now you’re asking me to step back? Do you not respect what I do?”

Timothy’s eyes widened, clearly caught off guard by my anger. “That’s not it, Evie. I do respect you, and I’m grateful for everything you’ve done. But I’m worried about you, and I don’t want to be the cause of any harm or stress in your life.”

I was seething, my hands trembling with pent–up frustration. “You think I can’t handle it, don’t you? You think I’m not capable of taking on an important case like this?”

Timothy sighed, and his voice was laced with guilt. “No, that’s not what I meant, Evie. You’re a talented lawyer, and I believe in you. But I don’t want you to suffer

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for my sake.”

raged on. I understood his concern, but I couldn’t

my eyes. “It’s just that I care about you, and

I realized his intentions were genuinely concerned. “I appreciate that, Timothy, but you have to understand. I’ve already faced threats and opposition from those who want to see you convicted. I can’t back down now.

a feeling you’d say that. You’re incredibly

a smile. “I

he took a seat in front of my desk. “That type of persistence is what I need on my

eyes.

started to smile. “But the thing is, I want you to work on

sense of unease settling in my chest. “Why not Linda? She’s

have a hard time following her ideas. I trust you, and I believe you

a coworker and my desire to help Timothy. “I understand your concerns, Timothy, but Linda has more experience in these matters. I’m

apparent, and he pushed his chair back suddenly, the legs screeching against the floor. “Evie, don’t you get it? There’s so much more to be done, and I need someone who’s willing to go the extra mile. I don’t want to take any

“Timothy, whether we like

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still be here working on your

looked over his shoulder. “That’s

respond, he turned and stormed out of my office. I rushed to catch up with Timothy,

down, and I had to practically jog to keep up with his determined. pace. “Where

the hallway leading to Mr. Erickson’s office, and my heartbeat

about to do?” I asked desperately, grabbing

me. “Evie, I’ve made up my mind. Just let me

the line, and it would look unfavorably on me if I let Timothy fight my battles. Linda had even called me dependent, like I couldn’t handle

just wait a

chewing a sandwich when Timothy stormed in. He barely registered me standing there, lettuce dangling from his

his voice calm but determined, “I’ve come here to insist that Evie be reinstated as

stepped forward, my own emotions running high.

sandwich and wiped his mouth with a napkin. Then he leaned back in his chair, studying Timothy with a discerning gaze. “T–Timothy, we understand