The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 30

Timothy’s jaw tightened, his disappointment evident. “I understand. I just… I care about you, and seeing you in so much stress, it’s hard not to want to help. But I’ll back off.”

As I looked into his eyes, I saw a warmth and affection that made my heart ache. “I’m sorry, Timothy,” I said, my voice trembling with sincerity. “I should have been more open about that with you. I appreciate your care, though. Really.”

Timothy’s shoulders relaxed, and a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “It’s no problem at all.”

The tension slowly began to ebb away, and we found ourselves sharing a genuine, if somewhat bittersweet, moment. But I knew that it was time to go. The encounter had left me emotionally drained, and I needed some space to gather my thoughts.

“I should head home,” I finally said, rising from my seat. “It’s been a long day.”

Timothy nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. “Of course, Evie. But at least let me walk you home. It’s getting late, and I want to make sure you get there safely.”

I hesitated for a moment, torn between my desire for some time alone and my awareness of the concern in Timothy’s eyes. In the end, I agreed, not wanting to hurt him any further.

“All right,” I said, “but you don’t have to. I can manage on my own.”

He rose from his seat and picked up the basket of supplies, his gaze never leaving mine. “I know you can, but I want to. It’s the least I can do after all this.”

My head was spinning by the time I got home. I spent most of the walk with. Timothy trying to imagine all the different scenarios that could have come out of it had I said “yes“. My body was still hot from his touch.

By the time I reached my apartment entryway, it didn’t take long for me to spot. the reporters at my doorstep. They were still camped out, tents and all. I took a deep breath, recalling all the cameras and microphones that had been shoved in my face on the way out

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My phone chimed and buzzed in my pocket. The screen lit up as I pulled it out and I squinted at the bright screen.

There’s

nothing but small trees and tall buildings surrounding me. I shifted my focus to the paparazzi, wondering for a moment if maybe

they had certainly

camera was rushing over, waving his notebook. “Where were you? Were

I bumped into. I stepped on a few toes and elbowed a few

flash. More scribbling. “Have you two made up? Did

into the lock. There were hands patting my back, begging for attention,

voice behind me, and I

of them

think I’d see you so

me back. “Good to see you again, Evie! I see you’ve already gotten your

patted the space between

dear,” said Aria, and she gave my

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to the coffee table and picked up his cup of what looked like some of the lemonade from the fridge. The smile on

surely tarnish my reputation. It’s not like I’m some pop star that can get a

me hunch over, he scooted closer and started smoothing the hair away from my eyes.

I said. “This type of press could hurt his reputation in the long run if we don’t act quickly. If only I wasn’t distracted with competing with

grinding in their minds. Eventually, Aria turned her laptop around and placed it on my lap.

asked, scrolling down to see

you know…” Lucas flicked his wrist. “We figured it

Aria a look and she simply

wasn’t like we needed a new couch. Any bigger and we’d barely have room to walk around the living room, and I didn’t want to risk losing the comfort of the one we had.

evenly, maximizing the image. They gave me some expectant glances and I heaved a sigh. “I

they gushed over my choice, I began to ponder over it all. With them browsing through the catalog, discussing various furniture options, I thought