The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 64

The night was draped in a gentle stillness. For once, I actually prepared for a nice, calming slumber. After taking a steaming hot shower, I decided to take on my long–abandoned beauty ritual.

With my hair set in rollers, I stirred up a unopened batch of facial cream, which I then spread all over my face. The minty fragrance left a calming tingle on my skin. as it cooled and dried. In the meantime, I had my feet propped up on the tub for a quick pedicure job.

Perhaps it was the ease with which the evening unfolded, but I felt comfortable. enough to pamper myself. Often, I opted to leave these things for the morning. when time was already crunching down on me. However, as I sat on the toilet lid and spread ruby red nail polish on my toes, I started to regret my prior negligence.

I had actually hugged Timothy, and I didn’t even feel ashamed afterward. Just that moment of contact had left me with a buzz that refused to wear off, even as I grew tired.

After washing the mask off my face, I walked to the kitchen to prepare some tea before bed. As water heated in the electric pitcher, I draped myself over the counter, a smile widening on my lips.

When a faint sound reached my ears, I sat back up and stared into the distance. It was almost like a whisper, ghostly in nature, as it drifted through my door. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open, allowing the dim hallway light to illuminate my path.

There, standing in the corridor, was Linda. My heart raced, my mind struggling to comprehend the sight before me. What was she doing here?

Before I could fully process her presence, she had successfully picked the lock to Timothy’s apartment. The door creaked open and she poked her head inside, her wide eyes scanning the room with an eerie intensity.

A surge of determination coursed through me, and without a second thought, I sprung into action.

lunged forward, my fingers curling around Linda’s wrist just as she was about to slip into Timothy’s apartment. With a swift motion, I pulled her back, my voice a fierce whisper that cut through the silence.

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“What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed, my eyes narrowing on her.

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Linda’s eyes widened in surprise, her initial confidence faltering under my unexpected intervention. “Who are you?” she stammered, her voice trembling.

I scoffed in disbelief. “Really? You had dinner with me, remember?”

She tilted her head to the side, feigning ignorance. “Really?”

My grip on her tightened and I moved to press her against the wall, effectively cornering her. “Whatever. What matters is why you’re trying to break into Timothy’s apartment.”

Her eyes darted around the hallway, her panic evident. “I… I just wanted to talk to him.”

My anger flared at her audacity. “In the middle of the night?”

during

trouble you have caused him. Do you have any idea

igniting in her eyes. “He loves me, but he’s way too private. I got a

already wearing thin at the nonsense she spewed. “He hardly knows you, Linda. All you do is watch

true!” she spat, her voice seething with resentment. “He made me believe we had something special,

shook my head in disbelief. “Linda, you’re delusional. Timothy is

escaping her lips. “You have

about.”

my tone firm. “I know that you’ve been stalking him, disguising your obsession as something more. But I won’t let you ruin his life any

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I mentioned her twisted intentions. Her facade cracked, revealing the extent of her

what are you going to do about it?” she asked venomously. “Once I find a way to get Timothy’s

low and steady. “You

her arms. “I should’ve known you were one of the sluts he kept stowed

sharp slap across her cheek. The sound reverberated through the hallway, a physical manifestation of

thinking you can impregnate

with tears. “You have

enough to see that you wind up in the gutter that you belong in,” I countered, my resolve unyielding. “And if you think for a second that you can blackmail Timothy with this

silence hung in the air between us, the weight of my words seemingly reaching her. Linda’s resolve wavered, her desperation now tinged with uncertainty. Her eyes bore

tell the press about

the best of me. With a steady gaze, I met her stare

of doubt dancing in her eyes.

knowing smile to curve my lips. “Am

held the key to exposing Linda’s true nature, her unhealthy obsession with Timothy that

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card I was

clearly racing as she weighed her options. She was trapped, cornered by her own web of lies, and she knew

hissed, her voice tinged

your obsession, your online activities, and a trail of

of panic crossing her features. She was faced with a choice, one that could determine her fate. The silence between us stretched, the weight of our confrontation hanging heavily

no proof,” she finally muttered, her