The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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The nightclub’s vibrant atmosphere pulsed with energy, a symphony of flashing lights and pounding beats that reverberated through the air. Timothy and Ethan were immersed in the rhythmic dance, the pulsating music and vibrant crowd.

For Timothy, this night was meant to be an escape–a chance to shed his worries and immerse himself in the electric fervor of the club. As women swayed and moved around him, their laughter and flirtatious

glances went unnoticed. Timothy’s attention was elsewhere, his mind locked onto an image that gnawed at him like a relentless itch.

Evie’s departure with a mysterious man from the bar had ignited a firestorm of emotions within him. The memory was a poison that seeped through his thoughts, sending tendrils of jealousy and insecurity coursing through his veins. It was an image that had taken root, and he found himself unable to shake

the feeling that he had lost something irreplaceable.

Amidst the dance floor’s cacophony, Ethan’s laughter intertwined with the music in carefree abandon. A woman was in Timothy’s line of sight then, grinding against him. Yet, his gaze remained distant, his eyes haunted by the memory of Evie’s body pressed to his own.

Ethan was watching Timothy closely, occasionally bumping into him to snap him. out of his daze.

Eventually, he leaned in, raising his voice to be heard over the music. “You seem a bit off tonight, Tim. Something on your mind?”

Timothy managed a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Just lost in thought, that’s all.”

As the night progressed, Timothy’s energy began to wane. After his last drink, the relentless beat of the music became an exhausting pulse, and he felt the weight of fatigue settle into his bones.

He stepped back from the dance floor, allowing his movements to slow as the exhaustion took hold.

Amidst the crowd’s ecstatic rhythm, Ethan’s silhouette disappeared from view,

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though his voice echoed in Timothy’s ears.

As the music’s tempo swelled, his attempts to maintain his balance faltered. The world around him spun in a kaleidoscope of colors and sound, leaving him disoriented and vulnerable. In the midst of this

figure emerged–a woman whose intentions

a purpose, making her way to Timothy’s side. He

purred into his ear, her long nails trailing along

hand hover over its top. For a brief moment, Timothy saw something drop from her hand and into the drink. The liquid began to bubble and fizz up. “What-” Timothy

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his throat. He gargled and nearly spat out the substance, but she was quick enough to slap a hand over his mouth and force him to

the music fading into the distance. Together, they stepped out of the club and into the cool night air, the light and sounds a blur

him into the passenger’s seat and buckled him in before pressing a cold kiss to his temple. Timothy

she had left on his head. His hand came back

take care of you. Just like before,” she said, tracing the edge of

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woman slammed the car door shut. She walked to the driver’s side and slipped into the seat with haste. The car roared to life, and she gave Timothy one last glance before pulling

of a restless night, his thoughts still shrouded in the fog of confusion. As consciousness reasserted itself, he

hadn’t gone as expected. He had intended to spend the night letting loose and getting as buzzed as humanely possible. Instead, he was lying in a bed frighteningly smaller and fluffier than

moment they’d met. He had been driven by a desire to prove himself, to become the man she could see beyond her fears. But now, here he was, tangled in a situation that seemed worlds away from the

phone buzzed on the nightstand beside him. With a yawn, Timothy leaned over before realizing that he was lying stark naked beneath those sheets. He

wrapped in the tangle of sheets. Timothy blinked, his

as the pieces fell into place, they only deepened the mystery that had

the table and swiped the screen.

them asking where he was, others cursing him. out for ditching him. Timothy decided to wait to reply, having no

remember leaving the club. How had he ended up

flickered to the woman beside him, her

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struggled to recall her

with confusion and a growing sense of unease. The events of the previous night were a jumbled puzzle, his

night with random women. If anything, that had been good enough to repel

about the possibilities of encountering that kind of fan in his most drunken moments. Even

let out her own gentle yawn before

voice trembled as he whispered, his voice carrying an edge of apprehension, “Who are

stirred, her