The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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Stepping into Mr. Erickson’s office felt like entering the lion’s den. The dim lighting cast an air of formality over the space, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of apprehension as I closed the door behind me. Mr. Erickson, with his imposing presence and air of authority, was seated behind his desk, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Evie, come in,” he greeted, motioning for me to take a seat across from him. “I wanted to personally congratulate you on your recent victory in court. You handled the case brilliantly, and I always knew you had it in you.”

I mustered a smile, though my skepticism lingered just beneath the surface. Mr. Erickson had hardly been supportive of my endeavors before, often questioning my abilities and making my climb through the firm’s ranks all the more challenging. It was hard to believe his sudden change of heart.

“Thank you, Mr. Erickson,” I replied diplomatically, choosing my words carefully. “I appreciate your recognition.”

His smile widened, and he leaned forward, his fingers lacing together on the desk. “You see, Evie, I’ve been watching your progress closely. Your determination, your drive… it’s commendable.”

I raised an eyebrow, curiosity mingling with my wariness. “Is there a reason you called me in today, sir?”

His gaze held mine, his eyes seeming to bore into me. “I’ve been thinking, Evie. About your potential. About what you could achieve.”

My heart rate quickened, a sense of unease settling in the pit of my stomach. Something about his tone felt off, a touch too intimate for a professional setting.

“I’m glad to hear that, Mr. Erickson,” I replied cautiously. “But if there’s something specific you wanted to discuss…”

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze never leaving mine. “You know, Evie, success. often requires making connections. Aligning oneself with the right people.”

I frowned, my instincts sending warning signals through my mind. “I believe in earning my success through hard work and dedication, sir.”

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the room. “Of course, of course. But sometimes, opportunities present themselves in unexpected ways. A moment of… vulnerability, shall we say, can lead

upon me. I had heard rumors, whispers of the unsavory aspects of the legal world, the unspoken expectations that could come with climbing the

Erickson,” I said firmly, my voice carrying a note of resolve, “I’ve worked tirelessly to get where I am. I won’t compromise my integrity for the

skin crawl. “Very well, Evie. But you must

frustration bubbling to the surface. “I appreciate

leave, his voice followed me, dripping with thinly veiled resentment. “Remember, Evie, the

weight of the encounter heavy on my shoulders. It was a stark reminder of the challenges that lay ahead, the murky waters I would need to navigate if I wanted to rise in the

office, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that clung to me. The encounter with Mr. Erickson had left the questioning everything, casting doubt on the very foundation of my career aspirations. But I refused to

the papers con

had it come to this? I had worked tirelessly to prove myself, to earn my place in a profession dominated by towering figures, and yet it seemed that the shadows of doubt were always lurking at the edges, waiting

months replayed in my mind like a broken record. The media attention, Bruce’s threats, stalker Linda, and now the unsettling encounter with my own boss. It was as if the world around me had some strange vendetta. against me, each just as vicious as

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take advantage of me? How many more obstacles would I have to overcome

His presence in my life had been a source of comfort and confusion, a ray of light amidst the darkness. But now, even

in the authenticity of his words? Linda’s revelation. had cast a shadow over everything I had felt, and I couldn’t help but wonder if

had suspected that he wouldn’t let me off easily, that his subtle threats were merely a

was

was determined to face, but the weight of

suffocating.

opened my laptop back up. The office was abuzz with the usual flurry of activity, phones ringing, keyboards. clacking, and the distant murmur of conversations. My gaze was fixed on the computer screen before me, my fingers dancing across

against my hip, drawing my focus away momentarily. I feared it was Timothy sending another apologetic text, but

swipe, I unlocked my phone

Evie! Remember that cutie I gave a massage to? His name’s Mike and he actually came back to ask for my number before suggesting a dinner date. Can

seemed that her healing touch had made quite an impression on the

danced across the screen as I

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