The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 104

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

a figure emerged–a woman whose

the crowd with a purpose, making her way to Timothy’s side. He let her help him into his

into his ear, her long nails

and let her 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 shook his head, not sure if he’d seen that right. The women

your head,”

gargled and nearly spat out the substance, but she was quick

when his limbs fell loose. He was defenseless against her guiding touch as she led him across the dance floor, the music fading into

walk as she led him to a secluded car parked a few blocks down. She shove him into the passenger’s seat and buckled him in

wiping away the oily substance she had left on his head. His

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

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into the seat with haste. The car roared to life, and she gave Timothy one last glance before pulling away from the

the unfamiliar room. Timothy’s head throbbed with the aftermath of a restless night, his thoughts still shrouded in

intended to spend the night letting loose and getting as buzzed as humanely possible. Instead, he was lying

his thoughts since the 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

on the nightstand beside him. With a yawn, Timothy leaned over before realizing that he was lying stark naked beneath those sheets. He gave them a small tug and felt a small resistance

the form of a woman lay wrapped in the

as the memories of the previous night began to trickle back. But even as the pieces fell into place, they

off the table and swiped

out for ditching him. Timothy decided to wait to reply, having no clue about

remember leaving the club. How

to the woman beside him, her features

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A chill of panic coursed through him as he struggled to recall her name, her face, anything that could

with confusion and a growing sense of unease. The events of the previous night were a jumbled puzzle, his fragmented memories. slipping through his grasp

night with random women. If anything, that had been good enough to repel the ones looking to link up with. him. The desperate women

left him shaken about the possibilities of encountering that kind of fan in his most drunken moments. Even then, he’d never gotten that drunk that he had absolutely no recollection

shift and stretch. She draped a thin arm over her messy hair and let out her own gentle yawn before curling under the sheets. Timothy grew hyperaware of his nude state and recoiled when her leg slid

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

stirred,