The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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Chapter 101

Timothy stepped out of the car, his face a canvas of guilt and disbelief. His eyes met mine, and for a

Suddenly, he

moment, all the words we couldn’t say hung in the air between us.. came rushing toward me, wrapping me in a hug that felt all to comforting.

Trapped in his warm hold, I could barely comprehend where I was. At first, my trembling hands slid up the expanse of his leathered covered back and I allowed myself to breathe him in for the briefest of moments.

Evie,” he began, his voice laced with regret, “Are you okay?”

His voice broke the spell. Abruptly, I snatched myself away and smoothed down my shirt.

I swallowed deeply, but the lump remained in my throat. My breathing was still labored from the long run and my body was covered in a sheen of fresh sweat. “I’m fine.

“I can explain,” Timothy said, stepping closer.

But I couldn’t bear to hear it. The weight of his betrayal, his recklessness, bore down on me. He had put a stop to Bruce, who would seemingly spend a good. amount of time in the hospital, but that did little to elevate him. had trusted him, confided in him, and he had nearly caused more misery for me.

Guilt twisted in his expression. “I never wanted things to happen this way. I was trying to stop Bruce-” “Stop,” I interrupted, my voice cold. “I can’t… I can’t hear it right now.”

The memories rushed in–the video he had made of us for a foolish bet, the laughter that had been hollow all along. The realization that I had been a pawn in his game, my vulnerability exploited for his amusement–it was a wound that cut deep. It was Timothy’s video that Bruce got a hold of to begin with.

Footsteps echoed from behind me and I turned to see Lucas and Aria approaching, concern etched on their faces.

“Evie, are you okay?” Lucas asked, his voice gentle.

I wanted to respond, to reassure them that I was fine, that I could handle this. But

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Chapter 101

The foundation of my trust had crumbled, and the fragments were

a step closer, his expression wrought with sorrow. “Evie, I never meant to

wildfire of emotions I couldn’t contain. “But you did, Timothy. You hurt me in ways you can’t even begin

of my words, his own pain evident in his eyes.

anymore. The pain of his betrayal was too fresh, too raw. My heart ached, torn between the friend I had thought he was and the person he had revealed himself to

do too,” I

force, I turned away from him, my gaze fixed on the distance. “I need time,” I whispered, my voice barely audible

expression pained. “I

his car, the engine rumbling to life. As he drove away, the sound of his departure was like an echo of

left standing there, the weight of the night bearing down on me. Aria pulled me into

touch a gentle anchor. “Evie, we’re here for you. Whatever you

to him, my bottom lip quivering. “Thank

on the head. “We’ll get through

even as I grappled with the storm of emotions swirling within me. The end of Bruce’s torment was a welcome one. However, it seemed like it

to dismiss Timothy from my life after all this, but

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wrong?

was stark and cold, the harsh fluorescent lights casting an unforgiving glare on everything. I sat there, the weight of the

officers‘ questions were relentless, probing every corner of my involvement with Bruce, dissecting the web of deceit he had woven around

I recounted the way Bruce had tried to blackmail me, to manipulate me into giving up not just my money, but my body as

the interrogation finally ended, I walked out of that room with a sense of emptiness, like a piece of me had been left behind. Aria and Lucas were

okay?” Aria asked, her

how to define “okay” anymore. The events of the past few days had left

had jellified and I had to lean against Lucas and Aria for support. They carried me to the car and let me settle

my direction and frown. I turned

lights and dangling power lines. Eventually, my eyelids grew heavy and sleep finally claimed

but the scars remained. I had thought that revealing the truth would bring closure, but instead, it

a blur. The weight of my

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