The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 127

The days had blurred into a never–ending cycle of pain, frustration, and

uncertainty. My fractured arm, encased in a sky blue cast, only made me feel more. vulnerable. The hospital visits had become a grim routine, and the medical bills. were piling up.

As I stepped into the nearby cafe that afternoon, I couldn’t help but feel the weight. of the world pressing down on me. I had dressed in a nondescript hoodie and sweatpants, trying to stay low–key amidst the public’s disdain for me. The incident with the car had been a chilling reminder that my past had caught up with me in the most dangerous way possible.

Penny was seated at a corner table, a steaming mug of coffee cupped between her hands. As I approached, Penny’s bright eyes met mine, and she offered a faint smile that was quickly wiped away when she saw my cast.

“Your arm!” She gasped, setting down her cup.

I sighed, sinking into the chair opposite her. “Just another inconvenience in this nightmare I call my life.”

Penny reached out and gently squeezed my other hand. “I wish there was more I could do, Evie. I’m still trying to push back against the tabloids, but they’ve been relentless.”

The tabloids had become even more vicious in their attacks, painting me as the villain in the ongoing drama of Timothy’s life. The #TEVIE fans, once fervent supporters of our friendship, had disbanded and switched their allegiance to Stella, hailing her as the best fit for Timothy.

The #TELLA hashtag had dominated the narrative, drowning out any remnants of the lawyer who saved Timothy’s career. It’s all about the starlet who he’d “loved all along“. They didn’t even consider the possibility of me being a victim in all this, especially with me being Erickson’s subordinate.

“It’s infuriating, Penny. They’ve twisted everything, made it seem like I’m the one. who’s in the wrong,” I muttered, my anger simmering just below the surface.

Penny leaned forward, her voice low, “I know, Evie. But you have to remember that the tabloids thrive on sensationalism. They’re not interested in the truth, only in

what sells.”

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I couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness at the truth of her words. The tabloids had painted a false narrative, turning our once genuine friendship into a sordid affair that I had tarnished. Even Timothy seemed to buy the narrative, despite knowing what he had done to me.

Penny continued, her tone grave. “The #TEVIE fans are abandoning their posts in favor of this new ‘it‘ couple, I suppose. They look so stiff together…”

“Well, isn’t that just perfect? Stella and Timothy, a match

winced at my sarcastic tone, clearly uncomfortable with my bitterness quickly changed the subject, her voice gentle. “Evie, what really happened with your arm, if you don’t mind

She

I ended up breaking my arm, and the medical bills are going to

that’s terrible. Are you okay now? Was

feeling a sense of unease settle

get a good look at their face. It

anyone.”

“Evie, I hate to bring this up, but are you sure it wasn’t Linda?

possibility. Linda, Timothy’s former stalker, had gone as far as breaking in to both

I considered it carefully. “It all happened so fast, and I didn’t get a good look at the

you stay safe. And speaking of safety, what about your apartment? I heard you mention that you’re not

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I don’t know how I’ll be able to

back in her chair, her brow furrowed in thought. “Evie, have you considered suing Erickson and Jasper? You have a case there, with

have the funds for a legal battle. Lawyers are expensive, and I’m

any evidence you need, and we can look into pro bono lawyers. We have to explore every avenue to

challenges I faced were immense, and the shadows of public opinion loomed large. I worried that any well–meaning pro bono lawyer wouldn’t stand a

can be a powerful force. We can use social media and the public’s support to put pressure on Erickson and Jasper. If we can prove your case in the eyes of the public, it might

considered Penny’s words, the idea of enlisting public support to bring my case to light. It was a risky proposition, one that could either clear my name or further cement my status as

all the evidence

smiled, her eyes filled with a fierce resolve. “That’s the spirit,

suggested a break from all the media talk, offering to get me a drink. I hesitated at first, not wanting to trouble her, but then I found myself unable to resist the urge of a sugary

relenting to my cravings. “I’ll take anything sugary. Surprise

me a reassuring smile and headed to the counter. Moments later,

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