The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 51

Lucas sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You are persistent. Look, I care about Evie, and I think it’s fair to say that you can’t be trusted either.”

Timothy’s anger wavered for a moment as he looked into Lucas’s eyes. How much had Evie told him? Or maybe Lucas had just made his own assumptions from the news?

Still, despite what he did to Evie, Lucas was the one dating her. He was also the one cheating on her in plain sight.

“I care about Evie too,” Timothy said, his voice softening. “Enough that I’ll tell her all about how you’ve been going behind her back.”

Lucas looked down, wiping away the speck of blood that had escaped his busted lip. “So you really like her, huh?” he asked, his voice oddly neutral.

Timothy took a deep breath. “I want you to leave Evie alone,” he repeated. “She deserves better than this, and I won’t let you hurt her.”

Lucas nodded, his expression pained. “I don’t want to hurt her,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “But I don’t know if I can stay away from her.”

“If you care about her, you’ll let her go,” said Timothy. “It’s the least you can do after everything that’s happened.”

Lucas looked torn, as if waging a war within himself. Finally, he looked up at Timothy, his eyes filled with regret..

“I’ll break up with her,” he said finally,

Evie

As I stepped into the quaint little grocery store, I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the list of ingredients. Cake seemed like the safest choice, assuming he hadn’t thrown out the last slice I gave him.

I pushed my cart down the aisle, picking up a bag of flour and sugar, only to put them back moments later. Should I make a classic vanilla cake, or something more adventurous like a chocolate raspberry cake? The choices seemed endless, and I didn’t want to disappoint Timothy with a subpar creation.

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Agonizing over a cake would have seemed so silly to me before, but here I was biting my nails over baking something perfect for Timothy. The events from these past couple of days were still lingering in my heart. The fear of losing Timothy had been unbearable, and the realization of how much he meant to me was both overwhelming and uncomfortable.

Then again, he shouldn’t have been something for me to lose.

As I strolled down the sidewalk, my phone rang, and I saw Lucas’s name flash on the screen. I answered quickly and pressed the phone to my ear.

“Hey, Lucas,” I said, approaching my car. “What’s up?”

slightly strained. “Hey, Evie,” he replied. “Are you okay?” I asked, opening the passenger door.

thinking,”

“Oh, really? What’s on your mind,

throat, not sounding as chipper as he usually did. “Well, you know we’ve been pretending to be in a relationship for a while now. I

playfully. “Oh, no! What went wrong? Was

That

a laugh out him, but it quickly died off with a sigh. “Oh, it was definitely the cooking. But seriously, I’m breaking

Lucas. How will I ever survive without you as my

there’s one fella waiting next in line,” he said with

“Oh my gosh!” I slammed the door and rushed to

assured me. “Guess he caught me having too much fun

mix of emotions surged through me. On one hand, Timothy cared

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the other hand, I hated

really protective of you,” Lucas

the dashboard and turned on the speaker. “So you’re

“Well, I don’t plan on getting punched again, so yes,

placed my hands on the wheel. My amusement had quickly deteriorated into something more delirious. The barrier between Timothy

I said sincerely. “If there’s any damage or medical

quickly. “It’s fine,

was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Lucas spoke again. “I hope you can figure things out with him. He really cares about you. His fist

me.”

I said, almost absently. “And I’m really sorry, Lucas. I might sock him in the face when I see him

I’ll let you go. Just take care of

“I will,” I promised.

hanging up with Lucas, I found myself feeling a mix of emotions. I was relieved that he didn’t blame me for what happened, but I couldn’t help but feel. guilty for unintentionally leading him into

Timothy’s door. She seemed out of place, and her disarrayed appearance piqued my curiosity.

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but my concern for Timothy

stepping closer to her. “Are

face me, her cheeks flushed