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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“You’re in a safe place, Evie. Just be

“Are you serious? What the hell is

“I’d watch your tone if I were you. I may be accommodating, but I’m not exactly in a

mood.”

feeling in my stomach intensified. “Why am I here? What’s your game, Stella?”

unsettling behind her facade. “Oh, my dear, this isn’t a game. This is the consequences of your actions coming back to bite you

go! This is disgusting, even for you,

expression remained impassive, her gaze unwavering. “As if you ever thought that highly of me, Evie, You never

plot Stella had woven. Memories surged forward–Stella’s unexpected appearance, the drink, the

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

run their course, Evie. There’s no turning back now. I have plans

spine. “Plans? What

with a shaking finger. “I’m going to take it all from you. Everything you stole from me and everyone else that’s come in your destructive path, because you are one cold–calculate

hearing. “Are you serious? God, just let me go and we

hang in the air

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make things so much easier

“Stella, please…”

curled into a twisted smile. “It would be rude

struggled to sit up, my muscles protesting against the lingering effects of

sudden coldness grazed the back of my head, sending a shiver down my spine. Fear coiled within me, a suffocating grip tightening around my chest,

eyes. “I’m not the only

I choked out, my voice barely audible.

up and smoothed down her dress, her tone casual as she walked toward me. “Don’t worry about the, um, reinforcements. They’re just a precaution for now.”

that a gun? Please, let me go, Stella! I didn’t

shivers down my spine. “Hurt? Oh, Evie,

each passing moment intensifying the suffocating

to do this,” I implored, tears welling in my eyes. “There’s still

in her eyes. “What’s right, Evie, is me getting justice.

Stella,” I pleaded once more, my voice hoarse. “There has to

a mess of things. After that day in the hospital,

paused, mulling over the memories from that day. I guess I had

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