The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 71

Aria breezed into the room, her usual vibrant energy filling the space. “Evie, you ready?”

I turned to face her, offering a weak smile. “I guess so.”

ng on? You’ve

She arched an eyebrow, concern evident in her gaze. “Hey, what’s going been acting really strange all day.”

I let out a sigh, running a hand through my hair. “It’s just… I’ve never willingly gone. to one of Timothy’s games before. I mean, sure, you’ve dragged me to a couple, but this feels different.” Aria’s expression softened, and she crossed the room to stand in front of me. “Evie, you’re his friend now, so showing up to support him won’t be weird at all. Trust me, he’ll appreciate it.” Lucas, who had been sitting on the couch, chimed in. “Aria’s right. And besides, he knows you, unlike his over–the- top fans. You’re genuine.”

I couldn’t help but crack a small smile at their reassurance. Thanks, guys. I know you’re right. It’s just hard to shake these nerves.”

Aria looped her arm through mine, leading me toward the door. “Well, you won’t be alone. We’ll be there with you, cheering him on.”

As we made our way to the stadium, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was about to step into unfamiliar territory. It wasn’t just about being in a crowd or watching a hockey game; it was about putting myself out there in a way I hadn’t before. My heart raced as we took our seats, the energy of the crowd enveloping us.

The exhilarating roar of the crowd echoed through the stadium as I walked alongside Aria and Lucas, my heart brimming with anticipation. We had arrived just in time for Timothy’s hockey game, the only one I’ve been to on my own accord.

With Aria on one side and Lucas on the other, we navigated through the sea of fans, finally finding our seats among the enthusiastic spectators. The ice rink stretched out before us, bathed in the glow of the arena’s bright lights. The anticipation was almost tangible, a charged energy that hung in the air, waiting to be unleashed.

Timothy stood out against the sea of players, his focus evident in the way he moved, his determination etched in his expression. He darted across the ice, his

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movements a dance of strength and agility. My heart swelled with pride as I watched him glide across the ice.

I muttered, my voice

an excited grin.

wasn’t just about being here–it was about confronting my own feelings, acknowledging the undeniable shift that had occurred between

lost in my own thoughts as

tunnel. Sure enough, there he was- Timothy, his hockey gear and sweat–soaked hair a testament to his exertion on the ice. He caught sight of us and flashed a grin, making his

made it!” Timothy exclaimed, his voice a

“Wouldn’t

small smile, my nerves still bubbling

show our support.”

warmth in his gaze that sent a jolt

words made my heart flutter, and I felt a rush of emotions that I struggled to contain. “Of course, Timothy. You’re doing amazing

the encouragement–it was all so genuine. And as I watched Timothy interact with my friends, it suddenly occurred to me how much he’d become integrated into

watched Timothy with renewed appreciation. Every move, every play, was a testament

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waved colorful banners in support of Timothy and his team. Their enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn’t help but join in the chorus of voices that filled the arena. As the game unfolded before us. found myself

her foam finger in the air, disregarding the box of popcorn

get a good view of the action despite the people standing in front

laughed. “Just pay attention to Aria.

Aria as she screamed at the Lop of her lungs. He followed suit, clapping and cheering, albeit with a lost expression

I

to slow as he advanced, his focus unwavering, his determination shining like a

jumped to their feet, their voices joining the cacophony of victory. But my eyes remained fixed on the ice, where Timothy stood with a triumphant grin, his teammates

seconds feeling both agonizingly slow and impossibly fast. I held my breath with each play, my gaze fixed on the players who moved like chess pieces on the ice, strategizing and reacting in

then, as the final minutes played out, a sense of anticipation settled over the arena like a heavy blanket. The crowd’s cheers grew louder, an unspoken collective hope that

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