The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 62

With Aria’s support, I embarked on a mission to uncover Linda’s sinister background. Armed with determination and fueled by a desire to clear Timothy’s name, we delved deeper into Linda’s past, leaving no stone unturned.

Days blurred together as we scoured social media platforms, online forums, and news articles for any shred of information that could unveil Linda’s background. We sat huddled together on the couch, our laptop screens illuminating our faces. We stumbled upon platforms where Linda’s obsession with Timothy was laid bare, manifested through fan edits, heart–studded posts, and a virtual shrine dedicated to the man who had captured her infatuated heart.

“It’s like she’s been weaving this twisted narrative in her head for years,” Aria murmured, a tinge of unease in her voice.

I huffed. “She is obsessed with him.”

We continued to scroll, our eyes scanning post after post that showcased Linda’s unsettling fixation. Timothy’s face adorned every corner of her digital realm, a stark reminder of the lengths she had gone to maintain her illusion.

The day turned to dusk, the amber glow of the setting sun casting a warm hue across the room. With every revelation, I felt more and more repulsed by this woman. Linda was not just a simple pet–sitter.

“Evie, look at this!” Aria exclaimed, pointing at her laptop screen.

My eyes darted to the screen, where an article headline caught my attention: “Timothy Hayes: From Hockey Star to Family Man?”

My heart pounded as I read the article, a growing sense of unease settling in the pit of my stomach. The paparazzi interview had Linda at the center, her face splashed across the screen as she spoke in a tone that was equal parts saccharine and calculated.

“Timothy and I were always thinking of having kids,” Linda went on, flipping her hair. “We figured now, with the legal stuff out of the way, we could finally settle down and produce the fruits of our love.”

I nearly gagged at that last line.

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“I can’t believe my ears, Aria grumbled, turning away. “As if he’d throw his career away over her.”

As the interview continued, Linda’s words became more fantastical. She spoke of shared dreams and whispered promises, alluding to a future that would never exist. My mind reeled, struggling to comprehend the audacity of her self- deception.

declared, her eyes blazing with determination. “Have you already spoken to Timothy

to the forefront of my mind. He hadn’t appreciated what I had done with Linda, although my intentions hadn’t

answered. “But I told him about the dinner

eyes resting on the coffee table. “Oh. Why did you go to that dinner, Evie? She was pretty

more, running a hand through my hair as I gathered my thoughts. “I know. I just… I had a feeling that something was off about her, but

“Jealousy is pretty powerful. It’s only natural

I admitted. “Linda was acting strange,

and pulled me into a hug. “Don’t be too hard on yourself, Evie.

frowned at her and narrowed my eyes. “What makes you

wink. “Because he’s your biggest fan,”

communicated a similar sentiment at that dinner after the

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my determination rekindling. “I’ll try talking to him again, see if we can

squeezed my arm gently. “That’s my girl!”

day, I stood before Timothy’s apartment door, my heart fluttering with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. My knuckles rapped against the

him if he didn’t, especially if he thought I was in

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swung open, revealing Timothy standing before me. His expression was a blend of surprise and relief, a flicker of something familiar in his eyes. Before he could say

began, my words spilling forth with a raw honesty. “I know I should’ve

weight seeming to lift from his shoulders.

fast release. Fortunately, he had caught all of it, but his apology took me

known better than to jump to conclusions. I

glimmer of understanding passing between us. “Let’s just say we both let our

warmth spreading through

stood on the threshold of his apartment, the tension that had once strained our connection seemed to ebb away. It was a tentative step toward mending

chin. “Why did you meet