The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 68
The digital world was abuzz with newfound fascination. Fan accounts dedicated
to the enigmatic “Evie” had sprung up like wildflowers after a spring rain. Photos
of me, often taken from my public appearances, were paired with heartfelt
captions. and hashtags that speculated about my connection to Timothy.
The hashtag #Tevie was trending more than usual, and I could already guess
why.
I scrolled through my phone, the glow of the screen illuminating my features in
the dimness of my apartment. Aria had texted me earlier, urging me to check out
the fan accounts that had cropped up overnight. The attention was frightening, as
I had no idea what Maria had revealed to the public.
The next day at the law firm, I was greeted with curious glances from coworkers.
and the occasional congratulatory smile. The whispers of speculation followed
me like a gentle breeze, making my cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment
and amusement. I couldn't help but wonder how something as innocent as
sharing at cake with Timothy had sparked such a whirlwind of interest.
I called off work earlier that day, already exhausted by the buzz around me. It
didn’t take long for me to run into Timothy once I reached our floor. He was
jamming the key in his lock as Duke pranced around him in excitement.
Quickly, he noticed me standing there and his face brightened into a smile. Duke.
was already trying to charge toward me before Timothy got a good grip on his
collar.
“Evie, hey!” he greeted, grunting when Duke nearly escaped his grasp. He didn’t
seem bothered by any of the online commotion, his countenance wholly carefree
and loose. It did make me curious if he'd even been online at all.
“Have you seen the fan accounts?” I asked, trying to keep it light.
Timothy nodded, his amusement evident. “Yeah, it's hard to miss them. They
seem to have multiplied overnight.”
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. I was sure that Maria had something to
do with it, but feigned innocence anyhow. “Weird how fast news travels.”
Timothy shakes his head. “I hope it's not too overwhelming for you, being as
private as you are.”
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I held his gaze, my heart skipping a beat at the sincerity in his eyes. “I know,
Timothy. It's all a bit overwhelming.”
“Just a little,” I said, looking to the side. “Nothing I'm not used to by now.”
Timothy knelt down and latched a leash onto Duke's collar. “Well, speaking of
overwhelming, would you like to go on a walk with me and Duke? He's been
getting restless from being cooped up inside all day.”
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “A walk?”
Timothy shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Yeah. We could get some
fresh air and maybe clear our heads a bit.”
I considered his offer for a moment before nodding. “Sure, a walk sounds good.”
won
The park was an open area in the center of the city. It had winding dirt trails
shaded by thick trees that gave off the scent of fresh pine. Children rode their
bikes along the path, greeting us as they passed.
Timothy, Duke, and I strolled along its meandering paths. The soft rustling of
leaves and the distant laughter of children created a soothing backdrop to our
conversation. I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment, despite the
whirlwind of attention that had enveloped us..
Timothy walked beside me, Duke's leash in hand as the excited dog trotted
ahead, occasionally stopping to sniff at something intriguing. We chatted about
anything and everything—work, our favorite books, even our shared love for a
good cup
coffee.
“I can buy you being a comic person,” I told him after he'd reminisced about the
comic book collection he'd had when he was twelve. I almost laughed imagining
Timothy as a pre-teen, so innocent and full of wonder.
“Hey, I was all about the Fantastic Four,” Timothy continued, brushing the bangs
out of his eyes. “Sometimes I wish I could stretch my arms that long, or even be
impenetrable like The Thing!”
I let out a hardy laugh. “I can only imagine!”
of
I found myself enjoying Timothy's company to an alarming degree. Aria’s
speculation about our relationship only made it slightly awkward whenever we'd
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bump shoulders or exchange glances. His presence was both reassuring and
exhilarating, a mix of comfort and excitement that I hadn't experienced in a long
time.
However, our peaceful bubble abruptly burst when we entered a more crowded
area of the park. The tranquility was replaced by the cacophony of excited
voices. and flashing cameras. Paparazzi and fans alike flocked to us, their
questions and exclamations filling the air.
Timothy, over here!” one shouted, his camera pointed at Timothy's face.
“Evie, are you two really a couple?” asked another.
“Is it true your romance blossomed while working on that high-profile case?”
I blinked in surprise, taken aback by the sudden onslaught of attention. The park
had transformed into a chaotic frenzy. Timothy's expression shifted from surprise.
to mild irritation, but he managed to keep a polite smile on his face.
He turned to me, his voice laced with a touch of exasperation. “Looks like we're
the main attraction.”
Leouldn’t help but chuckle, the absurdity of the situation hitting me. “Seems that
way.”
eager
We continued walking, our pace faster as we navigated through the sea of fans
and persistent photographers. Maybe I would grow used to this, having strangers
clamoring for a glimpse into my life.
I had always valued my privacy, and this sudden intrusion was a reminder of just
how quickly things change.
As we made our way through the crowd, a few fans caught my eye. Some were
genuinely excited to see us together, their smiles warm and their words filled with
congratulations. But there were also those who looked less enthused, their
expressions clouded with skepticism or even disappointment.
One woman's voice rose above the rest, tinged with a note of bitterness. “Evie,
you stole our husband! How could you?”
I felt my cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and surprise at her
accusation. I exchanged a glance with Timothy, his jaw clenched tightly as he
held back a frustrated retort. The woman's words were followed by a flurry of
questions,
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and shouts, the atmosphere growing increasingly charged.
Timothy's grip on Duke's leash tightened, and his voice carried a warning edge.
“That's enough, everyone. Give us some space.”
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“Back off!”
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“I can't believe they would do that,” he muttered, his voice laced with frustration.
1 sighed, still reeling from the unexpected turn of events. “I guess not everyone is
thrilled about us being... associated.”
Timothy ran a hand through his hair, his expression conflicted. “I knew there
would be some backlash, but I didn't expect it to be this intense.”
I turned to him, my gaze firm. “It’s not your fault, Timothy. They're just reacting to
what they think they know.”
He heaved a sigh. “Still, I should have been prepared.”
He took my hand and started tugging in me away, but I lifted an eyebrow.
“Come on,” Timothy said firmly, his eyes locking onto mine. “Let's find a restroom
and get you something to clean up with.”
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