The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 187

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After returning home from the confrontation with Andy, I felt a whirlwind of emotions.

After returning home, I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that clung to me like a second skin. The phone in my hand felt heavier than usual as I stared at Timothy’s name on the screen. I pressed the call button, and the anticipation mounted with each passing ring. But he didn’t pick up.

The silence from him was deafening, and my mind couldn’t help but conjure the worst possible scenarios. I tried to tell myself he was just busy, that he would call me back, but who knew how he would react to what I’d done.

I paced back and forth in the apartment, unable to shake the paranoia that had taken root in my mind. What if Andy was right about Timothy? I wasn’t only doing this for my benefit, but Andy’s words on me being out of Timothy’s league cut deep.

As the evening wore on, I decided to take a deep breath and focus on the one thing that had started all of this the damning photos on the thumb drive. I needed to have a clear plan for how to use them, how to expose the truth without jeopardizing my own safety.

I settled down at my desk, powered up my computer, and inserted the thumb drive. The photos appeared on the screen, each a slightly blurred image of Stella and Andy.

I

templated sending these photos to a reputable PR agent anonymously. Maybe they could handle the situation discreetly. I knew that going public this could result in dire consequences.

Andy and Stella would stop at nothing to protect themselves, and they had the resources to do so. If I wasn’t careful, I could end up as the scapegoat,

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the one taking the fall for the whole sordid affair.

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What if Andy’s threat was more potent than I’d imagined? What

intensified my paranoi

as if the shadows concealed hidden threats, and the silence of the room only Just as I began to doubt my next steps, a notification chimed from my computer. An email had landed in my inbox, and the subject line sent a chill

off the wrong

if Antly had somehow tracked my

he was behind this. There was a long pause, and I could almost

“No. He’s not the one you

stomach dropped, and I felt a knot of fear tightening in my chest. I could hardly breathe as I fired back,

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on, each moment stretching out like an eternity, until the reply finally came, “Hi, Coco. You’re playing hard

my ears. The message was a sinister promise, and I had no doubt that

you expect to do that?” I typed back,

response was more cryptic, “You’ll help

What did he mean? My fingers danced across the keyboard as I demanded clarification, “Help you out how? What do want from

as I sent the message, a sick realization washed over

you

chilling. “You’re already helping

light on my laptop was on, and it wasn’t a technical glitch. Bruce was watching me. Panic clawed its way up my throat, and I reached for the camera, trying

My heart raced as I tried to process what had just happened. Bruce was not just a hacker; he was something far more sinister. He had eyes

racing. Fear had me in its

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to infiltrate my life, to invade my privacy, and I

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