The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 39

The clock struck midnight, and the moon cast a gentle glow through the window of Lucas‘ living room. I lay restlessly on the couch, tossing and turning for the right position. My mind was consumed by memories of Timothy of all things.

His words at the restaurant flooded back to me. He called me inspiring and compassionate, two words I’d never heard go alongside my name. I found myself reaching for my phone, tempted to call him, but I hesitated.

Even if I was insane enough, calling Timothy was not a good idea. Parting ways at the restaurant had felt like a breakup for a relationship that never happened. With the solitude of the night, the nostalgia of it crept in, tugging at my heartstrings.

His bright eyes, so filled with regret as he stared down at me when I said I’d keep in touch. He already knew what that meant for us. I touched the pendant he’d gifted me, nestled warmly against my chest, and its inscribed words, flashed in my

memory.

Say the right thing…What was the right thing?

I glanced at my phone, my thumb hovering over the call button. Would it be so wrong to hear his voice one more time? To know that he was okay and to feel that sense of connection again?

With a sigh, I set my phone back on the coffee table. I wrapped my arms around myself and looked over at Aria, bundled up in blankets as she snored peacefully. I slid out from beneath my blanket and crawled over to her on all fours.

I reached over and tapped her on the head a few times. It took a moment for her to realize, then she was twisting around. Fresh slobber was smeared across her cheek and I fought back a laugh.

“The right thing,” I said abruptly.

She blinked slowly. “Huh?”

“It’s the right thing,” I repeated. “I thought some more about the new apartment. I’d be ready to make some serious readjustments if you’re up for it.”

Even in her tired state, a large smile spread across her face and she squeezed her eyes shut. “Really? But you were worried about the budget…”

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I smiled. “I know, but no budget is worth risking our lives when we don’t have to. Besides, a life of luxury doesn’t sound so pretentious from where we’re standing.”

Aria looked away, her eyebrows creasing. She sat up and wiped her face on her sleeve. “But what if we really can’t afford it? I had my head in the clouds when I said all that stuff.”

“We won’t know unless we try. And besides, we’re not alone in this. We have each other, remember?” I took her hand and patted it for assurance.

The apprehension in her face slowly melted away, replaced by a newfound sense of Hope. Finally, she returned the smile.

“You’re right. I think we could make it happen.”

can start tomorrow. Let’s check out that luxury apartment

her hands and pumped her fists

start was all

TIMOTHY POV

weight room was alive with the sound of clanging weights and the grunting of gym–goers engrossed in their workouts. Among them, Timothy stood at the bench. press, his muscles flexing with cach lift. He had decided to raise the intensity that day, hoping it would

him. Timothy got through

looking at him strangely ever since the

removed his earbuds and attempted

it was strained. “Hey, man,

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today. Is everything alright?”

O

set the barbell down, his breaths heavy as he wiped the sweat from his

Just with everything going on…it’s got me on

a swig of his water before setting the bottle down beside his foot. “I’ll bet. If I were you, I’d be sitting at home trashing myself after everything you went through. You chose the healthy

shoes and sighed. “I feel like garbage anyway. I may have won the case, but that doesn’t

an

snatch the words back into his mind. It would’ve been hopeless though, as inquisitive as Ethan could be. He took the

Ethan,” Timothy admitted, his hoarse. “I met this incredible woman, and I

this woman happen to be that stunning lady we all saw on

all week. Evie had

with a sudden attempt at

grin, nudging Timothy in the arm. “Look, bud. You can’t fix what you don’t try to mend. You should talk to her face to face,

even gave her gifts. She still can hardly look at

in thought. He eventually broke the

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a bad taste in

because of it,” he said, choosing his words carefully. It

obligated to keep it a secret on her end. Her friend and boyfriend had

didn’t look at him in any disgusted manner. He only seemed intrigued as he sat and considered him for a moment.

what, I can be your wingman!” he announced brightly. “A wingman is meant to brag all about

back a

again. “This is science, man! Look, we’ll figure out a plan together, okay? It’ll

Ethan’s, a mix of gratitude and nervousness evident in his expression. “You’d really

a tough situation or two. Figure I could return the favor