The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 217

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“Your mother?” Timothy whispered, and he whipped his head around and looked at her, as if to confirm for himself.

I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. “I never thought I’d even see her again…” Anger simmered beneath the surface, a mix of betrayal and confusion.

Timothy placed a hand on my shoulder. “Do you want to go back? We can-

“No,” I interrupted, determination cutting through my words. “I’ve come this far; might as well see what this dinner is really about.”

Timothy’s expression reflected understanding, though concern lingered in his eyes. Together, we approached Kamran and my mother, a peculiar quartet converging for an evening that had become far more complicated than I could have imagined.

Kamran greeted us with a welcoming smile, oblivious to the storm brewing within me. “Timothy, Evie, glad you could make it. This is Mia,” he said, gesturing toward my mother.

My eyes fixated on Mia, who stood there with an air of calm composure. The woman who had been absent for so much of my life now stood before me, a stranger in the guise of familiarity. The question burned on my tongue, demanding release.

“Evie,” Mia acknowledged with a nod. Her face remained neutral. Figures she wouldn’t recognize her own daughter.

“What are you doing here?” I blurted out, my voice sharper than intended.

Mia blinked, her expression pleasant but guarded. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

I couldn’t fathom the casual tone in her voice. After all these years of silence, all she could muster was a casual greeting? Anger surged within me, a tempest threatening to break free.

“A while?” I scoffed. “Try a lifetime. Where have you been?”

Timothy and Kamran stood awkwardly to the side. Kamran, attempting to bridge the awkward silence, asked, “Do you two know each other well?”

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her attention back to me. “Evie’s my daughter. We

the present. I felt a storm of conflicting emotions, the wounds of abandonment ripping open anew. “Was your plan to ‘catch up‘ at a

“Why don’t we head inside? We have a

me. “Talk? After all this time, now you want

bottom lip poked out like it usually

voice cutting through the night air. “You left me with a

faltered, a hint of remorse

my anger boiling over. “Don’t act like you have the right to explain

his voice a measured attempt at peace. “Let’s

You’ve got to be kidding me. You invited me to

we can leave now. We don’t have

swirl of emotions that left me dizzy. “No, I’m fine. Let’s just go inside,” I conceded, though the sick feeling in the pit of my

the warm interior felt oppressive. The low hum of conversation, the clinking of cutlery, it all seemed like a surreal backdrop to the unraveling drama. A waitress led the

suddenly

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right, Evie. We can talk about everything later.

surface. The audacity of suggesting a casual dinner. after all

we navigated the awkward dance of dinner, Kamran’s attempts at pleasant conversation cut through the strained atmosphere. I reciprocated with forced

Kamran inquired, his tone genuinely curious. “I saw you win

Well done.”

my wine, choosing my words carefully. “Thank you. I was promoted recently

sharp

like a charade.

pleasant interaction were disarming, a stark contrast to the cold glares he’d given me before. Mia, sitting beside him, wore an expression of detached amusement that added fuel