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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was there half the

dwell further on the photos,

setting the steaming plates of flakey chicken Wellington on the table. I felt my

dear. It’s one

bond, but I was afraid to pry. I didn’t want to reveal the intensity of my feelings for him, especially to someone

on the flavors and textures that danced on my tongue. Linda chatted animatedly about her day, about the people. she had

couldn’t help. but wonder if he ever talked about me to Linda, if he confided in her about his life. and his hopes and dreams. I felt a pang of jealousy at the thought of

up any longer. I needed to at least ask her about how things were between them. Linda. seemed kind enough not to

you about something?” I asked

eyes softened. “Of course, Evie. You can

said you and Timothy met online. How long until you made

forums. Most people don’t know this, but secretly goes on those fan

to Aria on some occasions. She was a frequent

the right words. “I couldn’t help but notice all the photos of Timothy around

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a very special connection. How did your relationship with

the memories they

know what I’d do without him,” Linda finished, her voice tinged with nostalgia. “I don’t think I’d

I was confronted with a vivid display of Linda’s love for Timothy. Every word she uttered seemed to deepen the chasm between

a dreamy look in her eyes. “We’ve been through so much

nice,” I gritted

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 of me. I didn’t want

friendship with him. It was as if I had been living in a fantasy, believing that our bond was unique and special, only to

conversation, but Linda was too engrossed in her memories to notice

sorry, Linda. I just remembered that I have an early morning tomorrow. I should