The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 156

With the day trip to the spa scheduled, I decided it was time to start packing, though my mind was weighed down by the heavy tension that had enveloped our apartment. Aria had been avoiding me ever since our fight, and I couldn’t help but feel like i was walking on eggshells.

I began folding clothes and carefully selecting toiletries to take with me when I heard a sharp knock at my bedroom door. Before I could answer, Aria barged in, a sheet of paper clutched tightly in her hand. The look on her face was a mixture of concern and anger, a storm brewing behind her eyes.

“What’s this?” Aria demanded, thrusting the paper toward me. I took it from her and my heart sank as I realized what it was the protective order Stella had filed against me.

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“What are you doing with this?” I asked, my voice betraying my unease.

Aria’s voice was tight with frustration as she replied, “I found it on the kitchen counter, Evie. Why didn’t you tell me about this?”

I sighed, frustration bubbling up inside me. “It’s nothing. Aria. I didn’t want to bother you with my messy life anymore.”

Aria’s eyebrows furrowed as she studied me, clearly not buying my dismissive attitude. “It doesn’t look like ‘nothing. Evie. Stella filed a protective order against you. You should have told me.”

I turned away from her, feeling a mix of embarrassment and guilt. “I didn’t want to burden you with my problems, Aria, Besides, what could you have done about it?”

Aria’s voice grew exasperated. “What could I have done? Well, for starters, I could have been there for you, supported you. We’re supposed to be friends, Evie!”

I clenched my fists, my anger building. “Look, it’s my problem to deal with.”

Aria’s frustration boiled over, and she took a step closer to me, her voice rising. “I spoke to Lucas about the trip, and he told me that Stella had threatened you. You got him involved, but not me?

I threw my hands up in exasperation. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. I thought I could handle it on my own.

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Aria’s anger flared, and she practically shouted, “Well, you can’t handle it on your own! Stella is clearly dangerous!”

I was at my breaking point, exhausted from the constant turmoil that had my life. “Aria, I’m not in the mood to fight with you right now.”

consumed

Aria’s eyes bore into mine, but there was a hint of hurt in her voice when she spoke. again. “Is that how it’s going to be, Evie? You’re just not going to speak to me anymore?”

energy for this argument. My shoulders slumped, and I admitted defeat. “I just need some

a heavy sense of guilt. I knew I should have confided in her about the order, but I had been so wrapped up in my own fears and insecurities

hours passed, and I tried to push aside the nagging worry that gnawed at me. I finished packing, double–checking that I had everything I needed for the spa trip. It was supposed to be a day of relaxation and rejuvenation, but it felt

streetlights flickered to life as I made my way through the dimly lit streets of downtown. After packing my suitcase for the spa trip. I had arranged to meet Penny for a late–night breakfast

the diner’s door tinkled as I stepped inside, and the scent of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee enveloped me. Penny sat in a corner booth. nursing a

a menu, but my appetite had vanished beneath the weight of

filled with curiosity.

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my anger bubbling just beneath the surface. “Stella framed me for tearing up her wedding dress, Penny. She made it look like I did it

into a scowl, her anger mirroring my own. “That conniving witch! Why would

a heavy weight on my chest. “May have

know, Evie, Stella has made a lot of enemies over the years. She’s not exactly the most liked person in town. Maybe someone else had a vendetta against

enough to go to such lengths? Tear up her dress, have her frame me, and then file a

at the Hayes mansion that day when the dress was torn,

appearance had always struck me as odd. She had shown up and asked for my

settling in my stomach.

something to do with it? She might have

my spine. Accusing her of something

I replied, my voice

people are usually the

guess she would hate

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rapidly, seeming more drawn to that

a table, the cheap Formica surface sticky with the residue of countless meals. I stabbed at my hash browns with a fork, more out of habit than hunger, while Penny sipped

began, breaking the silence, “I’ve

her eyebrows furrowing

moment, as if the very act of speaking the words aloud would make

as she set it down, her eyes, widening in shock.

helping anyone, and looks so

a mixture of sympathy and concern. “Evie, are you sure you want to do this? I mean,