The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 137

The holiday season had descended upon the city like a blanket of snow, and with it. came a flurry of festive celebrations and gatherings. Rain turned to a harsh slect, then into plush, dreamy snow.

The air was crisp and tinged with the scent of pine, and the city was adorned with twinkling lights and glittering decorations. For Aria and me, however, the joys of the season were overshadowed by the lingering turmoil in our lives.

The tumultuous events involving Timothy and Stella had left us reeling. Of course, leave it to Lucas to introduce some fun back into our lives. He extended an invitation to a company holiday party of his that night while he was over for dinner.

“We could all use a break from the chaos,” he had said with a warm smile.

When the night of the company party arrived, and Aria and I found ourselves standing in front of the grand entrance to the venue. The building was bathed in a warm, golden light, and the strains of festive music wafted through the crisp winter air. We had dressed in our holiday best, our attire a reflection of our desire to immerse ourselves in the festivities.

Lucas greeted us with a cheerful smile as we entered the venue, the ambiance of the party immediately washing over us. The room was adorned with twinkling fairy lights and garlands of evergreen.

“Welcome!” Lucas exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious. He leaned in a hugged us both. “Glad you both made it.”

As the evening unfolded, Aria and I found ourselves swept up in the joyful atmosphere of the party. We laughed and danced with Lucas‘ colleagues, letting go of the weight of our troubles for a little while. The music was infectious, and the camaraderie of our coworkers created a sense of unity and belonging that we had. been craving.

Lucas was the life of the party, his energy and enthusiasm contagious. He led us in a spirited rendition of a holiday classic, and soon, we were all singing and dancing together in joyful abandon.

As the night wore on, however, the strains of the music and the laughter of our coworkers began to fade into the background. My thoughts inevitably turned to

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Timothy. I found myself retreating into a corner for a moment, having to count my breaths as they grew more ragged.

Aria found me there, her concern evident in her eyes. “Evie, are you okay?” she asked, her voice filled with worry.

I turned to her, my emotions threatening to spill over. “I just can’t stop thinking. about him,” I admitted, my voice quivering with anger and sadness. “I know he messed up, but I can’t help but wonder if there’s more to the story.”

Aria placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, her gaze filled with empathy. “I understand, Evie,” she said softly. “But you can’t let his actions consume you. You’re better off now.

I nodded. She was right, of course, but letting go of the anger and resentment was easier said than done.

As we returned to the party, the night continued to unfold in a whirlwind of Excelebration and revelry. Aria and I joined in the festivities once more, determined

to make the most of the moment and find solace in the joy of the season.

seemed to blur into a whirlwind of colors and sounds. Lucas and Aria’s attempts to lift my spirits had worked to some extent, but the ache in my heart

my worries momentarily dissipate. But then, as if the universe conspired to shatter my fragile respite, my gaze landed on a pair of cold, disapproving eyes. An older

pounded in my chest, and my steps faltered as I returned

over the music.

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trembled as I struggled to form the

a troubled expression darkening his features. “Ugh, that’s Kamran Hayes. I didn’t know he’d be here,

skipped a beat. “Kamran H–Hayes?” I

his eyes.

I began to feel dizzy.

person, but he does work for another branch of our company, Fitzgerald

had also caught sight of Kamran,

shook my head, my anger flaring up like a sudden wildfire. “This is just perfect!” “Evie-” Aria reached out

getting a drink,” I

Lucas and Aria and headed toward the bar. Maybe a strong drink would help me get through

too late. Our collision was accidental, but the tension in the air was anything but unintentional. His piercing gray eyes locked onto mine,

his voice as

I

studied me with a calculating gaze. “This is a free country, isn’t it? I can

trying to quell the storm

person finally,” he continued.

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face plastered all over the news, but seeing you in 3D

do with you or your family, Kamran,” I said quickly. “All that media

sneer. “Ah, yes. My prodigal son, who tried to choose some gold–digging whore over

My

tighter, and I could feel my face

that! You don’t know

I know enough. You took advantage of my son’s kindness and attempted to drain him of everything he had. You’re just like the rest of

grabbed a glass. of champagne from the bar and threw it in Kamran’s face. The liquid splashed across his expensive suit, and the crowd around us fell silent, their attention drawn to