The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 105
The hospital room was bathed in the sterile, fluorescent glow of overhead lights
as I hesitated at the
threshold. Fear gnawed at my insides as I stared at the closed door, beyond
which lay the man who had tormented my life for far too long—Bruce.
Visiting him in the hospital had not been an easy decision, and I questioned
whether it was the right one. There was a sinking feeling in my chest, a fear that
if Bruce survived, he would continue to plague my existence. But there was
another part of me, a part that longed for closure and justice, that drove her to
confront him one last time.
With a deep breath, I pushed open the door and entered the dimly lit room. The
sight before her was both shocking and eerily satisfying. Bruce lay in the hospital
bed, still and motionless, his legs encased in casts that snaked up to his hips.
The accident that had befallen him had left him incapacitated,
vulnerable, and powerless.
I had expected to feel pity when I saw him in this vulnerable state. After all, he
was still a human being beneath all that. But as I stood there, watching him, I
was surprised to find that pity was the furthest
thing from my mind.
Instead, there was a strange sense of detachment-a cold and unfeeling
numbness. that had settled over me. Perhaps it was the weight of the years of
torment he had subjected me to or the revelation of the depths of his cruelty.
Whatever the reason, I couldn't summon an ounce of sympathy for the man lying
before me.
I approached his bedside, my heart pounding in my chest. The temptation to walk
away, to leave him to his fate, was strong.
But I couldn't let the opportunity pass without saying what needed to be said. I
leaned over Bruce, my voice a low, venomous whisper.
“You know, Bruce,” I began, my words filled with anger and resentment, “I used to
be afraid of you. Terrified, even. But now, seeing you like this, I can’t help but
think that maybe you're just as weak and pathetic as I imagined.”
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Chapter 105
Bruce remained motionless, his eyes sealed shut, giving no indication that he
could hear me. But I didn't care. The anger that had been bubbling within was
quickly leaking out.
“I wish Timothy had finished the job,” I continued, my voice trembling with a mix
of anger and sadness. “But your still here, still breathing somehow.”
The room seemed to grow colder as I let my threats hang in the air. I knew that
my words would never reach Bruce, that they were more for my benefit than his.
But for a fleeting moment, it felt like a small victory—a way to exorcise some of
the demons that had haunted me for so long.
I reached for the hospital equipment beside Bruce's bed, my hand inching toward
the plug that connected him to life support. I knew that pulling that plug would be
a final, irrevocable act, one that would end his days of torturing me, once and for
all.
But just as my fingers brushed against the plug, there was a light knock at the
door. I didn't have time to back away before a head popped in and I met the
blinking eyes of one of the officers outside the door.
I froze, my hand still hovering over the plug, my heart racing in my chest. The
room was silent, save for the steady beeping of the machines that monitored
Bruce's vital signs. His gaze remained fixed on me, unnervingly curious.
The tension was broken when he offered a crooked smile and nodded at Bruce.
“Is he behaving?”
I was at a loss for words, my mind racing to make sense of the situation. It was
meant to be a joke, but the soft beep of Bruce's heart meter made it more
disconcerting. Even with him in a coma, he still
managed to have a hold over me.
“Y-Yeah” I stammered, forcing a smile at the officer. “Not like he has a choice.”
The officer's smile remained and he chuckled lightly. “Just checking in. Didn't
expect any visitors.” I nodded. “Sorry. I'll only be a moment,” I told him.
When he closed the door, I released a sigh and turned back to Bruce. I gasped at
what awaited me.
Bruce's eyes, previously sealed shut, fluttered open, revealing a cold and
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calculating gaze that sent shivers down my spine.
I froze, my hand still hovering over the plug, my heart racing in my chest. The
room was silent, save for the steady beeping of the machines that monitored
Bruce's vital signs. His gaze remained fixed on me, unblinking and unnerving.
I was at a loss for words, my mind racing to make sense of the situation. My
anger and desire for revenge had driven me to the brink, but I had
underestimated how determined he was, even when close to
death.
With a heavy heart and a sense of impending doom, I turned and left the hospital
room, my footsteps echoing down the sterile corridor. I had come to confront
Bruce, seeking closure and justice, but now, I was left with a chilling uncertainty.
When I arrived home, Aria was waiting in the living room, her expression one of
concern. She had a way of reading me, of sensing when something was amiss.
“I haven't seen you all day!” she exclaimed, tossing her magazine to the side.
I kicked off my shoes and groaned, throwing myself against the door as it shut
behind me. She seemed to interpret this as angst more than anything.
“Oh, how did the one-night stand go?” she asked, her eyes narrowing
inquisitively. “I didn’t see you come in last night.”
I hesitated, my mind still reeling from the encounter with Bruce. The lie came
easily, though it weighed heavily on my conscience. “It went well, Aria. Nothing to
worry about.”
“000,” Aria replied, wiggling her eyebrows. “He must have really been
something...”
“He was,” I said vaguely, recalling how I'd nearly broken down when Harry
touched me. He had been a good sport about it, fortunately, but that did little to
case my
worries.
Aria smiled cheekily, tilting her head to the side. “Our little Evie is growing up!”
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“Right.” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. “I'm going to head to bed now.” She blinked
wildly. “What? No details?"
“Goodnight. Aria!” I called out to her, already exiting the room. Her laugh followed
me down the hall.
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Retreating to my room. I closed the
door behind me and sank onto the
bed, my thoughts gene bythe
reppin with Bruce. Just
his unnerving gaze lingered in my
mind like a dark cloud. I had come to
confront him, seeking closure, but I
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