The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 118

The sun was dipping below the horizon as I walked out of the office building. I had endured another grueling day at work, battling nosy co–workers and an all too invested boss. As I approached the parking lot, I couldn’t wait to escape the suffocating atmosphere and head back to the sanctuary of my apartment.

But as I turned the corner and spotted my car, my heart sank, and my steps faltered. There, in bold and viciously red spray paint, the word “whore” adorned every inch of my car’s windows. Fury boiled up inside me like a volcano about to erupt, and I clenched my fists, my knuckles turning white.

“What the hell?” I muttered to myself, my voice shaking with anger and disbelief.

Without thinking, I stormed over to my defaced car, breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. As I stood there, my phone buzzed insistently in my bag. I pulled it out, and Aria’s name lit up the screen. I answered the call with a voice quivering with rage.

“Aria,” I spat out, “you won’t believe what just happened.”

Aria’s voice on the other end was laced with concern. “What happened?”

My voice shook as I struggled to contain my anger. “Someone vandalized my car, Aria. They spray–painted the word ‘whore‘ all over it.”

There was a stunned silence on the other end, followed by Aria’s outraged exclamation. “Oh my god. Did you see who did it?”

“No, I didn’t!” I practically shouted into the phone. “And they must have done it hours ago because it’s already dry.”

“Okay, okay. We’ll figure this out. Just come home.”

I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “Okay”

As I hung up the phone, I couldn’t shake the feeling of vulnerability that coursed through me. This wasn’t just a random act of vandalism; it was a targeted attack on my character, an attempt to smear my name and reputation. Why would someone do this?

When I arrived back at my apartment, Aria was waiting for me outside the building. She rushed over to give me a comforting hug, and I clung to her, my

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tears mingling with the anger that still simmered beneath the surface.

it?”

tears. “I’ll show you,” I

in the hateful graffiti. “Those

and frustration that simmered within me. Who could have done such

I turned to Aria, my voice trembling

magazine on the counter and placed it in

as I read the headline: “Sleeping her way

within me erupted like a wildfire. “What the hell is this?” I shouted, my voice rising with indignation as I threw the

it up at one of the stands in town. You

picked the magazine back up and flipped through the first couple

that painted a false and damaging narrative. According to the tabloid, Jasper had tipped them off, claiming that I had been fired from my internship

baseless and infuriating, but what struck me the most was the image they

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a betrayal of everything

for.

my voice shaking with anger. “This is

“I know,

at that moment. I needed to address the situation head–on. “I need to find out what he’s up to,” I said, my determination unwavering.

updates on the situation. The news had already picked up the story, and Jasper was front and

Jasper declared, his voice dripping with smugness. “I have here a recording and a photo that prove beyond a shadow of a doubt

me in a seemingly compromising position, though I knew

me and that it had felt good. I had gone on to declare that I was going to be the “boss lady” of the

was shocked to hear my own voice

I didn’t recall all tch statements, but what

to have been close enough, and get me to say the right things. That night at the bar was a blur, but Jasper’s intentions with meeting me there were

he had managed to obtain such damning material. He’d made my words sound seamless and intentional,

expression a mix of concern and frustration. “This

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