The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 234

The air was thick with tension as the camera continued to roll, capturing our lives for an audience whose hunger for closure drove the charade. I faced Bruce, desperation etched into every line of my face, as I attempted to plead with a man whose heart seemed shrouded in shadows.

“You won’t harm me,” I insisted, my voice shaky yet determined. “You care about me. Admit it.”

Bruce’s gaze bore into mine, his expression inscrutable. For a fleeting moment, I held my breath, hoping against hope that he’d buy into my deceit.

“You’re dumb if you really believe that,” Bruce sneered, his tone tinged with condescension.

“I guess so,” I stated. “I’ve had my fair share of hurt, but certain things are clear to me now.”

When he raised an eyebrow, I nearly lost some of my resolve. Either he wasn’t getting it, or I wasn’t pushing hard enough.

I squared my shoulders, my voice tinged with a feigned resolve. “I’ve let go of him, Bruce. If he wants to

come, that’s on him, but I want to start anew. And I’ll do whatever it takes.”

Bruce’s confusion was evident, his brow furrowing in disbelief. “You? Letting go? That’s a new one.”

Desperation gnawed at me, knowing I had to keep him convinced, keep him from seeing through my ruse. I summoned every ounce of courage, attempting to shift the conversation.

“I’ve let go of Timothy,” I lied, hoping my words would tug at his elusive softer side. “I want to start anew, and you can give me that chance.”

His confusion was palpable, the lines of his face etched with a mix of surprise and skepticism. “What are you trying to say?” Bruce’s voice was tense, a hint of vulnerability surfacing in his eyes.

I took a step closer, attempting to appeal to something within him, to bridge the gap between us.

“You’ve always been so sure of what you wanted,” I continued, my voice taking on a seductive tone, “unlike Timothy.”

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The mention of Timothy seemed to strike a chord in Bruce, a flicker of recognition passing through his

eyes before he masked it with a veil of indifference. My attempt at seduction, however, seemed to

embarrass him.

communicate effectively,” I pressed on, playing a risky game to unravel the

there’s sorgething deeper within you, something you’ve kept

“Stop it,” he demanded, and when

camera.

camera blinked, signaling the end of our live broadcast. Bruce switched it off hastily, as if seeking to

want, Bruce,” I repeated. “You’d understand my

wavered slightly, his uncertainty flickering

heart racing with fear and revulsion, but I had to keep up the act. “I’m trying to say that the only real man

appeared unsure, and he started looking around. I had

me, Bruce,” I whispered, praying he’d

With a conflicted expression, he leaned in reluctantly, pressing his lips against mine. I

mine, I closed my eyes, silently praying for Timothy’s arrival. I could feel Bruce’s uncertainty, his hesitation evident in the way

away from the kiss, I feigned a breathlessness that masked my underlying fear. “Bruce, I want to start over, with you. I want to forget everything and

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His

lingered in his eyes. “Evie, I don’t believe you’ve

urgency of the moment propelling me to maintain the charade.

over somewhere else. Leave all of

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seemed to waver, his resolve faltering as he gazed at me with a mixture of confusion

suspicion. “You’re not making any

more time for Timothy to arrive. “Kiss me again, Bruce,” I pleaded, trying

another kiss, Bruce’s demeanor seemed to shift slightly, a sense of contentment

plan on doing?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

breath, steadying myself before responding. “Whatever we want. But I can’t

anymore, Bruce.”

Bruce seemed to interpret my statement as a sexual advance, his gaze darkening with desire.

I quickly interjected, clarifying my intentions. “We need to leave the city. The authorities will be

expression shifted from arousal to confusion. “Leave? But why? This is our chance to be

with desperation, knowing I had to keep him convinced, to make him believe that *leaving was our only option. “Trust me, Bruce. We can’t stay here. If we leave now, we can

from all the

gaze fixated on me, searching for any hint of deception. “But where will we go? How do I