The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 112

The headline hit me like a tidal wave. An image of Timothy and Stella emerged just beneath those bold words.

It looked like someone had taken an old image of Timothy and the old club leader at one of the past games. Timothy had a trophy tucked just under his arm with Stella clinging to the opposite side of his body. They’d gone as far as to crop out. part of the club leader’s face in order to zoom in on Timothy and Stella’s smiling faces.

So Timothy and Stella were together? After all that, he just goes running to the women who prides herself on making people miserable.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at my phone, feeling more broken than I’d ever felt. He had moved on after all.

With a heavy heart and a sour mood lingering in the air, I trudged back home from the law firm, my footsteps echoing down the street.

As I entered my small apartment, I tossed my coat onto a nearby chair and made my way to the kitchen. The warm glow of the overhead lights did little to thaw my clenching heart. I pulled some leftovers from the refrigerator and mechanically preheated the oven.

The evening felt unusually lonely as I waited for the food to warm. The silence in the apartment was deafening, and my thoughts swirled in a tempest of confusion and sadness. How could Timothy have moved on so quickly, especially when I was still struggling to do so?

Sitting at the kitchen table, I stared blankly at my pláte of food, my appetite nonexistent. I couldn’t help but replay the moments we had shared in my mind- late–night conversations, shared laughter, and the undeniable connection that had once bound us together. It was all slipping away, leaving me adrift in a sea of heartache.

Just as I was about to take a bite of my meal, the front door burst open, and Aria rushed in, her expression a mixture of disbelief and shock. She clutched her phone in her hand, and I could tell that she had just read the news about Timothy and Stella.

“Evie!” Aria exclaimed, her voice trembling with surprise, “Have you seen this?

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I cut her off with a hand wave. “I’ve seen it, Aria.”

believe this. How could he have moved

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maintain a façade of nonchalance, though my heart ached. “Well, Aria, I

watched me shovel another forkful of food into my mouth.

two…” she grumbled, glaring daggers

to her room in a huff, leaving me alone in the kitchen with my thoughts. As I stared at the cold, untouched food on my plate, I began to feel nauseous. Timothy’s swift transition to a

any longer, I picked up my phone and decided once again to brave

a new contender, #TELLA, celebrating the budding romance between Timothy and Stella. The photos, the comments, the fanfare–it was all a painful reminder of the rapid transformation

a series of snapshots. It was as if the world and Timothy had forgotten about me, leaving me to fade into obscurity. The ache in my chest grew

moment.

ARIA POV

the right moment to take action. With Evie locked away in her room, this was the perfect opportunity

deserved better than what Timothy had done to her, and

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someone set him straight.

bear the anticipation any longer, Aria made her way to Timothy’s apartment, her heart pounding with a mix of anger and frustration. She couldn’t let him get away with what he had done to Evie, her

to suppress her urgency. It only took a few moments before Timothy opened the door, and his pleasant “hello” was met with a storm brewing in Aria’s

no time with pleasantries, her words laced with a bitterness that she could no longer contain. “Timothy, you’re ruining your

perplexed as he tried to make sense of her

know exactly what I’m talking

opened and closed rapidly as he struggled to find the right words

understand the position I’m in.

deep, and she had not intention of letting Timothy off the hook. She regarded him with a steely determination, her eyes narrowing

nothing but a phony, Timothy,” she spat, her voice seething with contempt. “You used Evie and tossed