The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 132

TIMOTHY POV

The ice was slick beneath Timothy’s skates as he glided across the hockey rink. The sharp blades of his skates cut through the surface, sending sprays of ice crystals. into the air. The arena was alive with the sounds of the game, the thud of sticks against pucks, the clatter of players colliding, and the cheers of the crowd.

But amid the cacophony of the game, there was a deafening silence that echoed in Timothy’s heart. He had come to this match with a sense of resignation, knowing all too well what he would find–or rather, what he wouldn’t find.

Evie. Her absence hung like a heavy shadow over the arena, a void that seemed to swallow the very essence of the game. Timothy had known that she wouldn’t be there, but that knowledge didn’t make the emptiness any easier to bear.

As he raced down the rink, the puck gliding smoothly beneath his stick, Timothy couldn’t help but steal glances at the stands. He had hoped against all rationality that she might surprise him, that she might be there in the crowd, cheering him on as she had done in the early days.

The game continued with a relentless intensity, the players battling fiercely for control of the puck. Timothy’s mind should have been focused solely on the match, on the strategies and plays, but his thoughts kept drifting. He also had Stella to worry about, and the potential pregnancy.

If the results turned out positive, any sliver of hope that he and Evie had would be

torn away.

He missed her laughter, her unwavering support, and the way she had believed in him even when he had doubted himself. She had been his confidante just in those. few months, and now, she was gone.

As halftime approached, Timothy’s frustration grew. The opposing team had the upper hand, and his team was struggling to keep up. He knew that he had to focus, to give his all for the sake of his teammates, but the ache of Evie’s absence was a heavy burden to bear.

When the buzzer sounded off for intermission, Timothy skated off the ice with at heavy heart. He took off his sweat–soaked jersey, letting out a sigh of exhaustion. As he wiped the sweat from his brow, Timothy noticed a commotion near the

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locker room entrance.

His heart quickened as he recognized his brother Andy standing there, engaged in conversation with none other than his rival, Alex.

He couldn’t fathom why his brother would be talking to Alex, the very player who had been a constant thorn in his side on the ice. Seeing Andy in conversation with Alex sent a ripple of unease through Timothy.

Pushing aside his exhaustion. Timothy hastily threw on his jersey and made his way over to them, his curiosity and concern growing with each step.

“What are you two up to?” he asked as he approached the pair.

Andy turned to face him, a sly smile playing on his lips. “Timmy,” he greeted, his tone casual. “Just conducting a little business here, that’s all.”

as he glanced between his brother and Alex, who appeared to be growing increasingly uncomfortable. “Business?”

eager to escape the situation. “Look, I really should be going,”

Alex hurried away,

frustration mounting. “Why

he replied, his tone. dripping with condescension. “It was just a little deal. Nothing

patience wearing thin. “I have every reason to be worried

grin widened, clearly reveling in Timothy’s frustration. “Let’s just say it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement,”

limit, Timothy took a few steps toward Andy until he was towering over his brother.

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as he walked past Timothy, brushing shoulders ast he passed. “Fine, fine.” he relented, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “Im working on a little sponsorship

dumbfounded. A sponsorship deal? It seemed odd that his brother would be collaborating with his rival, especially when they were competing on the same team. The implications of such an arrangement were

do that?” Timothy demanded. “And why skulk around if you’re so

nonchalant attitude infuriating. “I didn’t think it was a big deal,” he replied, his

gaining an advantage over him, gnawed at his competitive spirit.

retorted, his anger simmering. “This is my career, Andy. My

he took a step closer to his brother, his voice cold and calculating. Timothy, you need to focus

intermission was drawing to a close, and he knew he had to return to

over him.

onto the rink, the cheers of the crowd and the exhilaration of the game felt hollow. The rivalry with Alex had always been a challenge he relished, but now it was tainted by the knowledge that his own brother

couldn’t shake the suspicion that there was more to the situation than met the eye. The way his brother had brushed off their conversation, the secretive dealings with Alex–it all felt strategic. And now, as he skated onto the rink, his attention was drawn to a teammate, one whose actions raised alarm bells in

a talented defenseman who

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about his performance. He seemed sluggish, his movements hesitant, and his

once been his trademark.

moment. It was as if

team was suffering, and Timothy could see the potential victory slipping

couldn’t contain his anger any longer. “What the hell are

“What’s

working together, but you’re out their fumbling

whistle, and the other players on the ice turned

with bitterness. “You think you’re so perfect, don’t you?” he shot back. “Maybe you should

Anderson, skated over, his brow furrowed in concern. “What’s