The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 57

As I parked my car in front of Linda’s small, unassuming home, a wave of uncertainty washed over me. Doubts crept into my mind, and I couldn’t help but question if I had made the right decision to come here tonight. My feelings for Timothy were becoming more complicated with each passing day, and I worried that spending time with Linda, his “lover“, would only exacerbate my internal struggle.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself and walked up to the front door. Before I could even knock, the door swung open, revealing Linda’s warm smile. “Evie!

“Linda!” I forced a smile.

“It’s so lovely to see you. Come on in. I just started dinner!”

Her welcoming words eased some of the tension in my chest, and I stepped inside, feeling grateful for her comforting presence. Hopefully, dinner would provide the solace I needed.

As I followed her into the cozy kitchen, the scent of a home–cooked meal enveloped me, evoking a sense of nostalgia and familiarity. The table was set with care, and the sight brought a small smile to my lips.

“Thank you for having me, Linda,” I said, trying to push aside my worries and focus on the present moment.

She smiled warmly, her eyes reflecting genuine kindness. “You’re always welcome here, Evie. Also, dinner’s almost done.”

As Linda bustled around the kitchen, I couldn’t help but take in my surroundings. Her home was cluttered but inviting, filled with trinkets and photographs. My eyes landed on one particular photo of Timothy, his arms wrapped around Duke as he faced away from the camera.

Their smiles were radiant and seeing Timothy so happy together made my heart. ache with a mix of emotions. There were several others like it with just Timothy in the image. Timothy playing hockey, going grocery shopping, or even brushing his teeth.

He was always facing away in the photos. They could’ve bene candid shots, but not one of them featured Linda. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he didn’t even

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she was there half

could dwell further on the photos, Linda called,

chicken Wellington on the table. I felt my mouth water as I was drawn

you like it, dear. It’s one of Timothy’s favorite

more about their relationship, about the depth of their bond, but I was afraid to pry. I didn’t want to reveal the intensity of my feelings for him, especially to someone as caring and kind as

danced on my tongue. Linda

to Linda, if he confided in her

up any longer. I needed to at least ask her about how

talk to you about something?” I asked tentatively, my heart

Evie. You can always talk to me

met online. How long until you made

one of us forums. Most people don’t know this, but secretly goes on those fan pages and masks

on some occasions. She was

right words. “I couldn’t help but notice all the photos of Timothy around your home, and the way you talk about

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a very special connection.

of how she and Timothy had met and the memories they had shared. She spoke with such passion and love, like a woman reliving the most

voice tinged with

vivid display of Linda’s love for Timothy. Every word she uttered seemed to deepen the chasm between us, and my

eyes. “We’ve been through so much together, and he’s always been

I gritted

to hide my frustration behind a forced smile, but inside, I was seething. It felt like Linda was gloating about her relationship with Timothy, flaunting their connection in front

as if I had been living in a fantasy, believing that our bond was unique and special, only to discover that he had another person in his life

too engrossed in her memories to notice my discomfort. It felt like

any longer, I excused myself from the table. “I’m sorry, Linda. I