The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 129

The persistent rain had cast a gloomy pall over the city, and the melancholy atmosphere seeped into my very soul as I stared out of the window, tracing the streams of water as they raced one another down the glass. The events of the past few weeks had left me feeling adrift.

That afternoon, I was caught in the relentless cycle of Bruce’s manipulation. My phone buzzed repeatedly with calls from anonymous numbers. I had grown accustomed to ignoring them, knowing that responding only fueled his perverse satisfaction.

The darkness of Bruce’s actions weighed heavily on my shoulders, and as I prepared to leave for the law firm, I chose attire that would make me blend into the background, less noticeable to the prying eyes of my fellow employees. It was a sad reflection of my life now–a shadowy existence where I had to hide.

The elegant façade of my apartment building loomed before me as I stepped into the lobby. In the elevator, I could see the reflection of a woman who bore little resemblance to the confident attorney I once was. The bags under my eyes told a story of sleepless nights and endless worry, while the hollowness in my gaze mirrored the void that had become my heart.

Once more, I trudged through the drenched streets and toward Erickson’s law firm. My last conversation with his secretary had been surprisingly fruitful. I could only hope that my next visit would produce similar results.

As I walked toward the firm’s entrance, I made a conscious effort to keep a low profile, to blend into the bustling crowd of lawyers and their clients. I approached. Sarah’s desk, her familiar smile a pleasant sight

to see.

Her warm eyes met mine, however, and that smile quickly fell.

“Evie,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper, “You’re back?”

“Just for a little while, Sarah,” I assured her, my eyes darting around. Even seemed. to busy to concern themselves with the haggard, soaked woman that had just walked in.

Sarah frowned deeply. “I’m so sorry about what happened last time. I wanted to help, but…”

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voice

resigned. “It’s okay,

her off with a heavy sigh, my understand.

twisted with sympathy, and she leaned closer to me.

my resolve hardening. “Actually, I wanted to continue our conversation from last

our conversation. “Evie, I can’t keep doing this. I could

more urgently. “Sarah, I understand the risks, but you’ve seen what he’s capable of. You know the truth, and any evidence you provide could

to help, but I’m scared. I have a family to

asking her to take a tremendous

in my power to protect you,” I assured her. “Erickson needs to be stopped, and we’re

weight of the decision. Just as she

what a surprise to

I turned to face Erickson. Fear clenched at my chest as he. smirked. I had hoped to

with a

into me, his eyes calculating. “I see you didn’t learn your learned your lesson from last

fists, my anger and frustration

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one who needs a lesson, Mr.

like nails on a chalkboard, grating against my already frayed nerves. “You always did have

my chest. “Goodbye, Mr. Erikson. I

was the only way to escape Erickson’s relentless torment. I had no idea where life would take me next, but I knew that I had to find a way

been just a struggling waitress. Bob, the owner, had always been kind to me, and

curious gazes making me feel like an intruder in my own past. I had come

man with a white apron tied around his waist, emerged from the bustling kitchen, his eyes widening in

my heart heavy with the weight of my circumstances. “Life has a way

happened, Evie? You look

Bob had always been kind to me, and I