The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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I awoke to a throbbing pain in my head, a persistent ache that pulsed with the remnants of whatever drug they had injected me with. My vision swam in and out of focus, the room a hazy, unfamiliar blur. Panic gripped me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings.

As awareness trickled in, I found myself lying on a plush couch in a dimly lit room. My head throbbed, the remnants of the drug’s effects lingering, and my vision remained clouded, as if veiled by a dense fog.

The unfamiliar surroundings heightened my sense of disorientation. Panic surged within me as I struggled to make sense of where I was. This wasn’t Bruce’s place, and the realization shattered the fragile hope I’d clung to moments ago.

My suspicions about Bruce dissipated, replaced by a chilling certainty that I was ensnared in someone’s trap entirely.

The sound of heels clicking on tiled floors snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts. Stella emerged from the shadows, her posture relaxed and a smug smirk gracing her lips.

“Hello, Evie,” she purred, her voice laced with an unsettling satisfaction. “Had a nice nap?”

I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, as if weighted down by invisible chains. Fear clawed at my chest as I struggled to lift my limbs. “What have you done to me?” I demanded, my voice trembling.

Stella’s facade of innocence sent a chill down my spine. “Me? Oh, I’ve done nothing but enjoy your company, Evie. You’re such a fascinating person.”

The unnerving calmness in her demeanor only fueled my anxiety. “Stop playing games, Stella! What do you want from me?”

Her laughter echoed in the room, a hollow sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Oh, Evie, you’re in for quite a ride. But I assure you, you’ll understand soon enough.”

I struggled to push past the fog clouding my thoughts, trying to piece together the events that led me here. But the haze persisted, obscuring my memories like a veil.

“Where am I?” I demanded, my voice betraying a hint of desperation.

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on a nearby chair, crossing her legs with a casual air. “You’re in a safe place, Evie. Just

scoffed, leering at her. “Are you serious? What the hell is

you. I may be accommodating, but I’m not exactly in a good

mood.”

sinking feeling in my stomach intensified. “Why am I here? What’s your

smile widened, revealing a glint of something unsettling behind her facade. “Oh, my dear, this isn’t a game. This is the consequences

This is disgusting, even for you,

if you ever thought that highly of me, Evie, You never had an ounce of respect for me, and you showed it

of my entanglement in whatever sinister plot Stella had woven. Memories surged forward–Stella’s unexpected appearance, the

whatever happened between us… between you and Timothy, it’s in the past,” I pleaded, my voice trembling. “We can find a way

Evie.

pounded, the gravity of her words sending a chill down my spine. “Plans? What do you

from you. Everything you stole from me and everyone else that’s come in your destructive path, because you are one cold–calculate

my face. I couldn’t even believe what I was hearing. “Are you serious? God, just let me go and we can forget about this, okay?”

hang in the air between us. Her eyes grew distant, as though she

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“Stella, please…”

smile. “It would

to sit up, my muscles protesting against the lingering effects of whatever drug had

sending a shiver down my spine. Fear coiled within me, a suffocating grip tightening around my chest,

eyes. “I’m not the only one you’ve wronged,

happening?” I choked out, my voice barely audible.

her tone casual as she walked toward me. “Don’t worry about the, um, reinforcements. They’re just a precaution

lips trembled. “I–Is that a gun? Please, let me go, Stella! I didn’t mean

a haunting melody that sent shivers down my spine. “Hurt?

consumed me, each passing moment intensifying the suffocating grip of dread.

I implored, tears welling in

right, Evie, is me getting justice. You like to boast about “justice” a lot, but never

to be another way. We can handle this without resorting to…

a way of making a mess of things. After that day in the hospital, after what you said about someone being out to get you, I had no doubt in

day. I guess I had admitted it in some way, but I wasn’t sure.

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