The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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As I stood on the outskirts of the jubilant gathering, my eyes were fixed on the spectacle unfolding before me. Timothy’s family celebrated his engagement with all the pomp and extravagance befitting a grand occasion, while I stood there in silent awe, a bewildered observer of a world I did not belong to.

The grandeur of the Hayes family estate was on full display, the opulent chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow on the festivities. A string quartet played a melodious tune in the background, adding an air of sophistication to the affair. But it was the laughter and clinking of glasses that resonated the most–a celebration of love and union that I couldn’t help but feel like an intruder in.

My decision to attend this event with Scarlett had been a calculated move, one meant to confront Stella about the impending legal battle. I had never anticipated that it would culminate in me being an unwilling witness to Timothy’s engagement celebration. Regret gnawed at me, settling like a bitter taste in

my mouth.

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Scarlett, however, seemed entirely unfazed by our unexpected presence. In fact, she appeared to relish the opportunity to flaunt her arrival. Her intentions were clear: she wanted to rub it in Stella’s face that we had shown up, a brazen display of one–upmanship.

I turned to Scarlett, my voice low and urgent. “We need to leave, Scarlett. This was a mistake.”

Scarlett shot me a sly grin, her eyes glittering with mischief. “Oh, Evie, where’s your sense of adventure? We’re here now, so we might as well enjoy the show.”

But I couldn’t enjoy the show. As I watched the celebration unfold, a sinking feeling settled in my chest. This was not my world, and I had no place in it. I had been foolish to think that I could confront Stella in this setting, where she held all the cards.

As Scarlett guided me forward, determined to make a grand entrance, I couldn’t help but feel like a pawn in her game. I had allowed myself to be drawn into her web of rivalry with Stella, and now I was trapped in a situation that I had never wanted to be a part of.

As we approached the heart of the celebration, Stella’s eyes locked onto us, a flicker of surprise crossing her features before being replaced by her signature smile–a smile that held a hint of smugness.

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“Well, well, well,” she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “What do we have here? The dynamic duo of losers gracing us with their presence.”

Scarlett bristled at Stella’s taunt, her composure slipping for a moment. “We’re not here to play your games, Stella.”

Stella’s smile widened, and she turned her attention back to Timothy’s family, her voice carrying in the room. “Isn’t it just adorable, everyone? Scarlett and Evie decided to crash the party.”

The room erupted into hushed whispers and curious glances, and I couldn’t help but feel like a spectacle on display. Timothy’s family members exchanged bemused looks, and I could see the amusement in their eyes.

Stella continued to speak, her tone dripping with condescension. “You see, Timothy’s family wouldn’t be anywhere without me. I’m the one who brought them into the spotlight, and I’m the one who will ensure their continued success.”

her voice sharp. “You won’t intimidate us, Stella. We’re

that cut through the air. “Oh, Scarlett, you always were a dreamer. But dreams don’t win battles. Actions

room escalated, and I felt like a pawn in a game I had no control over. The engagement celebration had taken an unexpected turn, and I couldn’t help but wonder how

frustration, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had been pulled into a battle that was not mine to fight. And as I watched Timothy’s family navigate the storm

cacophony of anger and resentment that filled the

estate, my footsteps. echoing in the silence. My heart still pounded from the tense confrontation I had witnessed, and I couldn’t help but feel like a fish out

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the restroom, a small sanctuary where I could collect my thoughts and try to make sense of the chaotic evening. But as I rounded a corner,

full of himself just from the conversations that I’d heard. His eyes locked onto mine, and a sly smile curved his lips

oozing condescension. “Little Evie, all dressed up for a party she wasn’t invited

had no intention of engaging

stepped into my path, effectively blocking my escape. “Not so fast, sweetheart. I couldn’t help but wonder what

were just colleagues,” I replied tersely, refusing to

me

his insinuation, but I refused to let him get under my skin. “That’s

low, sultry whisper. “Your know, Evie, I’ve always found you easy on the eyes. And if there’s one thing I can give Timothy credit for,

wearing thin, and I took a step back, putting distance between

his voice barely above a whisper. “It’s a shame Stella’s getting

words caught me off guard, and I couldn’t

you talking about?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better

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knowledge. “I know that the Fitzgerald’s estate is quite the prize, and I’ve always had my

conversation. It was Timothy, who had appeared out of nowhere, his brow furrowed in concern.

happened to your arm?” Timothy asked, his voice filled with

worry.

my arm, which was still healing

avoiding Timothy’s gaze.

mine as if he wanted to say more. Before he could, I pulled away, my emotions too raw

go,” I muttered, my voice trembling, and I turned on my heel, rushing away from

he

within me. The unexpected encounter with Andy had left me with more questions than answers, and my unresolved feelings for Timothy only added