The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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“Sorry, I wasn’t looking,” Timothy mumbled, looking down at me with a strained expression. I bent down to retrieve my phone, my cheeks flaming with. embarrassment. “It’s fine.”

Timothy knelt down to help me collect my phone, our hands brushing against. each other as we reached for it simultaneously. My heart raced at the fleeting touch, and I quickly withdrew my hand, feeling my face grow even warmer.

“No, it isn’t,” Timothy said, his eyes suddenly intense. “I should have been more careful. I couldn’t help but frown at the obvious reference in his statement. “Yeah.”

I couldn’t stand to look at him, not after everything. His digitalized face was already plastered around the internet and the town. Having him here, up close, was overwhelming.

He took a step closer, his frown deepening. “I’m so sorry, Evie, for everything. Are you all right after what happened with Bruce?”

I kept my answers short, unable to find the proper words to express myself. “I’m fine,” I replied, my voice devoid of emotion. “I just hope they find Bruce and put him behind bars.”

“Find him?” Timothy squinted, leaning in close. “He was hit by my car? Where else could he possibly be?”

I kept my eyes averted, even as he attempted to meet my gaze. He reached for my wrist, and I snatched it away, feeling the sting of his touch.

“Evie, please. Talk to me,” he begged.

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. “Earlier today, I got a call from the police. They told me that Bruce managed to escape from the hospital.”

Timothy’s eyes widened in shock, and he took a step closer to me. “What? How did that happen? Why didn’t I know about this?”

My voice trembled as I tried to explain. “I guess you’ve been busy with interviews. and everything… about our supposed relationship.”

A heavy silence settled between us, filled with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved tensions. Timothy’s face grew dark, his eyes filled with a mixture of

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hurt and anger.

“I…,” he started, his voice edged with bitterness, “Whatever story they’re spinning out there, it has nothing to do with me.”

“Sure,” I spat, leering at him.

“I swear, I didn’t.” He brought his hands to his chest for emphasis. “But regardless, if Bruce is out there, that means he’s free to do who knows what.”

He turned away from me, his shoulders tense with anger. “Evie, I know this isn’t something we can just move beyond, but you have to let me help you. I have the connections.”

When I met his sorrowful eyes, I felt my resolve weaken. He had been looking more and more worn out the past couple of weeks. I guess he was starting to realize how it felt to lose yourself mentally.

need your connections,” I gritted out, my hands tightening into fists by

had left me emotionally drained, and I couldn’t bring myself to engage

Bruce’s violent outburst flashed through my mind, and I felt a surge of anger and fear. I couldn’t forget how he had gotten physical with me,

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voice trembling with emotion, “you have no idea what it was like, what

remorse, and he moved closer to me, his voice filled with sincerity. “Evie, I never meant for any of this to happen. Things got out

frustration. “You’re always sorry. That’s all I hear from you, yet you never

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have changed,” he asserted, stepping forward. “I’m not some stupid teenager anymore. Obviously, the past is haunting us right now, but we can get through

I shrieked. “Tell me what

furrowed in question. We were both heaving now, our bodies rushing with adrenaline. He reached out once more

off. “Timothy, I am trying to make a name for myself outside of you. My career is my life

any longer. I knew that any redemption between us had been. fractured, and despite feeling

you,” I

reached out to stop me, his hand hovering over my shoulder. “Evie, please. I

my heart heavy with conflicting emotions. “Timothy,

I’d locked myself inside, I hurried to my laptop, my fingers trembling as

the search bar. What I found was a dizzying array of fan sites, articles, and social media pages dedicated to

the screen, along with

was as if I were looking at a stranger, someone whose life had been hijacked by the fantasies of others. This digital woman was captivated by her hockey star lover, but she had to balance

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was taunting

eye–a chatroom dedicated to discussing Timothy and me. I clicked on the link, my curiosity getting the better of me. The chatroom was abuzz with activity, and the messages

anonymously, creating a username that concealed my true identity. As I typed, my fingers danced across the keyboard, and

I’ve been following the whole TEVIE thing, and I’m starting to think they might

in, filled with animosity and

They’re totally

HockeyGirl55: Like, get lost! You must be new here or something

that the fans were unwavering in their belief in our supposed romance. I

I’m not a hater, I promise. I’ve just been

chatroom exploded with