The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 199

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As | left the law firm, my emotions were a swirling mix of triumph and trepidation.

| had just sued my boss, Mr. Erickson, and the repercussions of that bold move were yet to fully sink in.

My phone rang, and | fumbled to answer it. The familiar voice on the other end sent a shiver down my spine. It was Timothy. “Evie,” he said, his voice filled with warmth, “we haven’t spoken in a while. How have you been?”

| could feel my heart race at the sound of his voice, still flustered by our recent trip to the beach. It had been a confusing and emotionally charged experience, and | had needed time to process it all.

“I've been... busy,” | replied, my voice trembling slightly. “A lot has happened.” Timothy's concern was evident in his tone. “Are you okay, Evie? You sound a little... frazzled.” | took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. “I’ve just been through a lot. | sued my boss, Mr. Erickson.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and | could almost feel Timothy's surprise through the phone. “You sued Mr. Erickson? Why?”

| went on to explain the harassment and wrongful termination | had experienced, as well as the battle in the courtroom that had ultimately cleared my name. Timothy listened attentively, his anger growing evident as | recounted the injustices | had faced.

“How can | help, Evie?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

| hesitated for a moment, grateful for his offer of support. “I appreciate your concern, Timothy. | really do. But I’ve got this covered. I'll be representing myself against Mr. Erickson.”

Timothy's voice grew insistent, his determination evident. “Evie, Ldon’t want you to go through this alone. You shouldn't have to. If money is tight, | can fund a lawyer to assist in your lawsuit. You don’t have to do this by yourself.”

| was taken aback by his offer, his generosity and concern for my well-being touching my heart. | had never expected such a gesture from him, especially after the tumultuous turn our relationship had taken. | knew he

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had the resources to help, but accepting his offer was a complex decision, one that would require me to swallow my pride.

“| appreciate your offer, Timothy,” | said, my voice filled with gratitude. “But I’ve come this far, and | want to see it through on my own. | need to prove to myself that | can stand up for what's right and face the consequences of my actions.”

Timothy's tone was one of understanding, though | could sense his frustration and disappointment. “I

understand, but | don’t want to see you overwhelmed. You don’t have to prove anything to me or anyone else. | just want you to be safe about this.”

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“It's just... | really think it’s in your best interest not to do this alone,” Timothy continued, more hesitantly. “Harassment lawsuits can get complicated, and it would be a shame for you to face it without proper legal representation.”

| leaned back in my seat, recalling the last time I’d had legal “assistance“, and Linda came to mind. “I’ve had my fair share of lawyers, Timothy, and most of them don’t cooperate well when money is involved. | can’t afford to trust someone who might jeopardize my case.”

Timothy's voice was steady and reassuring. “I understand your concerns, Evie, but this time, it’s different. | have a lawyer in mind, someone | trust completely. If money is a concern, I’m more than willing to fund your legal defense. You shouldn't have to face this alone.”

| hesitated, my mind racing with doubts and fears. The scars of my previous legal battles were still fresh, and the thought of entrusting my case to another lawyer made me uneasy.

Timothy's voice held a note of urgency. “Evie, I’m not just anyone. I’m your friend, and | want to see you get through this unscathed. Trust me when | say that I'll make sure the lawyer | recommend is the best in their field. After you, of course.”

| bit my lip, “I'll be there every step of the way to assist you. You won't be alone in this.”

My heart wavered as | considered Timothy’s words. | had never faced a dilemma like this before, and the prospect of accepting help from someone who had been a source of solace in these trying times was tempting. Still, the fear of betrayal and the weight of my past experiences held me back.

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Timothy continued, his voice filled with conviction. “Evie, sometimes in life, you have to take a leap of faith. You can’t let the actions of a few tarnish your trust in everyone else. | believe in you, and | believe in your innocence. Let me help you, not just as a friend, but as someone who genuinely cares about your well-being.”

| took a deep breath, the enormity of my decision weighing heavily on my shoulders. It was a difficult step to take, but | couldn’t deny the sense of camaraderie that had developed between Timothy and me, “Alright, Timothy. I'll do it, but only if you promise to be there if anything goes wrong.”

Relief washed over me as Timothy replied, “I promise, Evie. I’ll make the arrangements for the lawyer, and I'll be with you every step of the way. You won't have to face this alone.”

“| know said,” fumbling for my car keys. The phone went eerily quiet as | unlocked my car, and | wondered if I'd accidentally hung up on him.

“And I’m glad you picked up,” Timothy added suddenly.

| mulled over his words. “Of course. Why wouldn't |?”

“Well,” he began, a certain timidness in his voice, “You were acting a little strange after that day at the beach. | didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, if that’s what happened.”

“No!”

| said, all too urgently. My voice echoed throughout the underground garage and | shrunk into the driver’s seat in shame. “You definitely didn’t.”

“So, we can talk about this then.” “About what?”

He started to laugh, though it did little to ease my pacing heartbeat. “About what | said. | want to start taking leaps, Evie. Things have been good between us.”

“| agree.” | began to pick at the torn leather on the steering wheel, my breathing growing shallower. If | didn’t end this call soon, I'd pass out. “It’s nice being friends.”

Another pause. “Listen, | think I’m going to have to start being clearer about my intentions with you.”

His voice took on a more serious note and | bit my lip. It wasn’t lost on me the way his voice rumbled, deep and rich, whenever he wanted to command my attention. | sat quietly and waited, unsure of what to say.

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“| like being friends,” he continued slowly, like he had to let the words sink in, “But | think | want more than that. In fact, I’m sure | do.”

My heart leaped to the back of my throat, and | found myself choked up. “O-Oh,” | uttered.

“You may not have your answer now, and that’s fine, but | already have mine,” Timothy went on. “Although, | suspect you feel the same way.”

“Timothy...” | said breathlessly.

“Just think about it,” he said quickly. “And if you come up with a pretty good excuse as to why not, lay it on me. As for right now, however, | don’t see any reason for why not.”

| held the phone to my ear, wishing that, somehow, | had the guts to say something. Anything. I'd been waiting to hear those words from him, but I'd never exactly thought about what would happen after.

The last “date” | went on ended horribly, and | was told | could never get the kind of man | wanted. Timothy's words felt almost surreal as a result, like the universe was playing a prank.

“| need more time to think about it,” | said. “Just for now.”

He hummed. “I understand. Take all the time you need. In the meantime, | have some calls to make.” “Okay.” | gulped as the tension in my stomach began to ease. “Okay.”

“Bye, Evie.”

After the call ended, | sat motionless in my car. His words still seemed foreign to me. If he hadn’t sounded so serious, | would’ve thought he was joking.

| put my keys in the ignition, turning on the car. | suppose | couldn't wait there and figure that out. The next steps were in motion, and | had much to prepare for.

With a deep sigh, | set my phone aside, grateful for Timothy’s support but still uneasy about what lay ahead. | had a fierce desire to clear my name, to expose the lies and deceft that had haunted me for so long, but it was clear that he would be there every step of the way whenever possible.

That night, | started by going through case files, revisiting the evidence that had been used against victims and the questionable testimonies of those who had sought to destroy their reputation. I'd hoped the research would

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The focus was especially important. | needed to understand the tactics that would be used against me and the weaknesses to avoid in my arguments.

This was a battle | couldn’t afford to lose. With my future on the line, | had to give it my all.