The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 147

The night was dark and oppressive as I unlocked my front door, the weight of the day’s revelations bearing down on me like a suffocating cloak. I couldn’t wait any longer; I had to call Penny and share the shocking news that had unfolded. As I paced back and forth in my dimly lit living room, I dialed Penny’s number and anxiously waited for her to answer.

“Evie, what’s going on?” Penny’s voice echoed through the phone.

I took a deep breath, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. “Penny, you won’t believe what I’ve uncovered today. It’s about Andy and Stella.”

A sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line told me that I had Penny’s full attention. “Tell me everything,” she demanded eagerly.

I recounted the events of the afternoon, starting with Stella’s suspicious behavior and ending with my startling encounter with her at Andy’s office. “I just have this gut feeling that something is happening between Andy and Stella,” I concluded, my voice trembling with uncertainty.

Penny didn’t hesitate. “We need to find out for sure.”

The idea of spying on someone made my stomach churn, but Penny was right- Timothy’s fiancée was entangled in something scandalous, and we needed the proof.

“Okay. What did you have in mind?” I asked.

Penny cheered. “It’s a more invasive method, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I’m sure that photographic evidence will be needed.”

“Which may not be too hard,” I cut in, producing the hotel card that Scarlett had given me from my pocket. “A friend of mine gave me a helpful hint on where these two may be hanging out tonight.”

“Really?” Penny gasped. “Where?”

“Room 209 in the Reed Hotel across the street from Nextech. It offers a lovely view of Andy’s office.”

Penny clapped her hands. “That’s perfect! We could set up cameras in the room, and if we spot anything incriminating, we’ll capture it as evidence!”

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I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sounds like something out of a movie.”

She gave a hearty chuckle on the other end, as if I’d brightened her day with this news alone. “It’s the price we pay for a good story.”

As the evening grew darker, Penny and I found ourselves perched on the window ledge of the hotel room, peering through a telescope and camera aimed at Andy’s office building. The hotel room was dimly lit, and the only source of light came from the distant glow of streetlights below.

her words

from the window and met her eyes. “I’m just

right, the headlines may

such as surprised as I felt at my own

her head, though she wore a smile. “You’re nicer than me. I would’ve torn her a new one the moment she even

said with a laugh, pulling my knees to my chest. “Although, I do wonder why Timothy is still with her. They don’t

I’ve seen a seagull and a fish

settled in all too quickly. The light in his eyes seemed to dim in her presence,

fiddled with the surveillance equipment. Penny’s eyes bore into me, and after a moment’s hesitation, she spoke up. “If you don’t mind me

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up my nose. “I don’t even like breathing the same air as that guy. He can make all the smartphones he

Andy,” Penny interrupted, leaning closer with a knowing glint

mine, searching for any hint of a confession. My heart raced as I hesitated for

and her persistent gaze made me feel uneasy. “Evie, you can’t lie to me. I’ve seen the looks you give him, whether you hate him or

“Maybe there’s still a small part of me that wonders about

gaze softened. “Sure, but the last person you want to lie to is yourself. And hey, who knows? Maybe this mess with Stella and Andy

intake of breath cut through the

pushed to the back of my mind. My breath caught in my throat as I saw movement

eyes widened.

details in the dimly lit space. I squinted, trying to identify the person, but it

Andy,” I whispered, my voice trembling.

intently. “Wait,

see, the tension in the room grew thicker. My heart pounded

figure entered the room. It was Stella. She walked toward Andy,

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of purpose,

asked,

scene unfolding

language was intimate, and the atmosphere in the room became charged with tension. My jaw tightened as I watched the distance

over me–anger, betrayal, and sadness. How could they do this to Timothy? How