The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 84

With the dog wash fundraiser gaining momentum, my determination to make it a success was stronger than ever. The next morning, I dialed Penny’s number and anxiously waited for her to pick up. When her voice finally came through the line, I wasted no time.

“Penny, I need your help with something.”

Her response was immediate, her tone business–like. “Of course, Evie. What do you need?”

“I want to make sure the paparazzi are there at the dog wash fundraiser,” I explained. “Can you arrange it?”

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a thoughtful hum. “Consider it done, Evie. I’ll make sure the best of the best are there.”

I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “We appreciate it.”

After the call with Penny, I decided to use that day to get to work on the fliers. Creating the fliers for the dog wash fundraiser was a hefty task. Armed with my trusty laptop, I spent hours designing a visually appealing flier that would catch. people’s attention.

The images of happy dogs splashing in water and the details of the event were carefully arranged to convey the spirit of the fundraiser. Once satisfied with the design, I went to the local print shop. The print shop was a small, cozy space filled with the hum of machines and the scent of freshly printed paper. I stepped in, greeted by a friendly clerk who was eager to assist us. I handed over the digital files, watching as he expertly loaded the paper into the printer. As the fliers began to emerge, I felt a surge of satisfaction at seeing the vibrant colors and crisp details.

After thanking the clerk and gathering the stack of fliers, I headed back to the apartment. Lucas and Aria were already there, sitting on the couch, their laptops placed between them. I spread the fliers out on the coffee table and their attention was quickly drawn to them,

“They look fantastic, Evie!” Lucas remarked, giving me a thumbs up.

“Thanks, Lucas. I’m glad I was able to get them printed so quickly,” I said chipperly. “I can’t wait to post these around town!”

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“Those are perfect!” Aria said, clapping her hands together. “Send me the images so that I can post them on my fan page.”

Lucas rolled his gaze over to Aria with a sigh. “I still can’t believe you dedicated a whole social media page to the guy. It’s a bit extreme.”

to keep tabs on his achievements. You wouldn’t understand.” “I certainly don’t,” Lucas answered

a whirlwind of activity. Aria’s infectious enthusiasm had a way of spreading like wildfire, and soon enough, the news of the event was rippling through social media,

spread the fliers. Timothy and Lucas arrived at my apartment, still humorously awkward around each other as they stood side by side.

of

ready to spread the word?” she asked

fliers. “Let’s cover the city with

have a feeling this is going to have a

of the city, Duke eagerly trotting alongside us, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of purpose. Our faces were lit up with smiles as we merrily stuck up poster after poster. Duke alone seemed to draw interest

one, we visited local coffee shops, community centers, and bulletin boards, carefully affixing the fliers to catch the eye of passersby. Timothy drew his own. form of attention, pulling in dedicated fans who had lucked out with

in the streets.

a flier to a library bulletin board, Timothy’s

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“Evie, can we talk for a

his neutral tone. “Sure, what’s on your

genuine smile, his eyes warm. “I just

heat up slightly, a bashful smile forming. “Oh, it’s nothing, really. I just

gaze held a hint of

a lot to me. I feel bad for doubting

can’t control it if the solutions sometimes. run into me.

eyes twinkled as he looked at me. “You’ve helped me more than you. know. And speaking of which, I’ve noticed something interesting. Since the news. about the fundraiser started spreading, I’ve gained more followers

years.”

that, giving the poster one more strip of tape to keep it

of fan attention, I haven’t seen Linda since our last encounter.” Relief washed over

she’s been a ghost ever since she posted

at the corners of my conscience. His gaze so sincere, but I didn’t know if

my best to hide the turmoil churning within me. “No, Timothy,” I replied, my voice steady despite the unease

expression softened with relief, and I couldn’t help but