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Auteur: Justina
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Anthony's POV

“Don’t start,” I said quietly, already knowing where this was going. The second he parked the car and followed me into the living room, I felt the shift. His silence wasn’t just silence, it was the calm before the storm. And now the storm had arrived.

Isaac sighed, rubbing a hand down his face like he was already tired of the conversation before it even started. “We need to get the tests redone,” he muttered, looking me straight in the eyes.

For a moment, I froze.

I couldn’t even see him properly. His face was a blur, just shapes and shadows in the low light of the apartment. But then, slowly, my vision sharpened, like my eyes decided to cooperate just long enough to remind me what normal used to feel like.

I let out a breath.

“I just had tests done last month,” I muttered, dropping down into the couch. “I do it every two months and you know that.”

Isaac nodded slowly, then leaned forward. “Then get them done again. If it’s degenerating faster than we expected…”

“It’s n
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  • SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal    11.

    Anthony's POV“Don’t start,” I said quietly, already knowing where this was going. The second he parked the car and followed me into the living room, I felt the shift. His silence wasn’t just silence, it was the calm before the storm. And now the storm had arrived.Isaac sighed, rubbing a hand down his face like he was already tired of the conversation before it even started. “We need to get the tests redone,” he muttered, looking me straight in the eyes.For a moment, I froze.I couldn’t even see him properly. His face was a blur, just shapes and shadows in the low light of the apartment. But then, slowly, my vision sharpened, like my eyes decided to cooperate just long enough to remind me what normal used to feel like. I let out a breath.“I just had tests done last month,” I muttered, dropping down into the couch. “I do it every two months and you know that.”Isaac nodded slowly, then leaned forward. “Then get them done again. If it’s degenerating faster than we expected…”“It’s n

  • SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal    10.

    Anthony’s POV “Whoa, Jaden.” My voice cracked as I crouched down. “Hey, buddy.” “I missed you!” he said, pulling back to beam up at me with a wide toothy grin. “Did you win? Did you bring me snacks?” he said excited. I would have scoffed at the statement, but I didn’t. Nothing was going to come out of telling Jaden that his dad was actually responsible for that. Isaac has made it his responsibility to ensure that all the vending machines in Westview arena was devoid of any kids snacks. I smiled despite myself, tousling his hair. “Not tonight, champ. Next time.” I muttered. Jaden pouted. “You always say that,” he whined but still hugged me again. “Dad said you were grumpy. But you don’t look grumpy.” When Isaac had had the time to tell Jaden that, was beyond me. Thank goodness that the kid had clear eyes to see through his father’s lie. “I’m not grumpy, just tired,” I murmured. “ And now that I’ve seen you, I think I’m getting my strength back.” Jaden nodded like he unde

  • SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal    9.

    Anthony’s POVThe ride home was heavy, thick with things unsaid, like what the hell I was supposed to do now that Samantha knew that I was partially blind. She had been shocked as hell, but I knew that reality was yet to dawn on her, she was yet to fully process the news.My condition, the one thing I’d been keeping buried so deep it hurt to breathe around it, was now exposed, and I had no idea how to handle that. Would she look at me differently now? Would she flinch every time we went in for a lift or a spin, second-guessing whether I could see her clearly enough to catch her? Could I even trust myself on the ice anymore, knowing that every edge, every turn came with the risk of failure, not just for me, but for both of us? And worst of all, would she still want me as her partner now that she knew I was skating blind into a future neither of us had prepared for?That was not all, the ride was also laced with Isaac’s anger and worry, vibrating against the silence I wrapped myself i

  • SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal    8.

    Samantha’s POVThe words hit me like a slap. Of everything I had imagined, that wasn’t on the list.“What?” I stammered. “Is this one of your jokes again?”He was staring forward now, or trying to, but his eyes were unfocused, blinking rapidly against the lights. “I can’t see,” he repeated, voice breaking. “This isn’t a joke, Sam. I wouldn’t joke about something that can end my career. I can’t see.”My stomach dropped. He had called me Sam, so he wasn’t joking. But there was no way he was serious, right? We had spoken to each other a few minutes ago. Hell, I had watched him walk off.“Open the door,” I said sharply.When he didn’t move fast enough, I yanked it open myself and crouched next to him. His grip on the steering wheel was tense, his jaw tight.“Jesus, Anthony…” I muttered, narrowing my eyes, trying to meet his.“I left my lenses,” he stuttered in a shaky voice. “Wrong bag. It came on so fast. I didn’t think… I, I couldn’t see the lights. I didn’t want to hit anything.”I exh

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    Samantha’s POVI didn’t wait to watch him leave. Anthony Vale had this infuriating way of walking into a room and lighting a match to my nerves, then leaving like the fire wasn’t his fault.It wasn’t just his arrogance, or the fact that he skated like a god and acted like a ghost. It was everything about him. The air around him felt like it needed permission to breathe.Still, when I heard footsteps echoing down the hallway, part of me tensed automatically. I would’ve been long gone by now, but I was waiting for Graham.I kept my eyes fixed on my phone, pretending to scroll through my schedule, maybe, just maybe, he’d ignore me like always.Except, it wasn’t Anthony.“Wow,” a familiar voice drawled behind me. “Didn’t think you’d actually go through with it.”I turned slowly, already knowing exactly who it was.Logan Pierre.Polished. Smirking. Every inch the wannabe golden boy, now skating with Tasha Lin like I’d just been a placeholder in his story.He folded his arms and tilted his

  • SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal    6.

    Celeste POVThe cheers hadn’t stopped.I could still hear them, bleeding through the walls, thundering in my ears like a cruel reminder that I didn’t belong out there anymore. The cheers from the arena still echoed faintly, like they were laughing at me from a distance. I knew that applause wasn’t for me. Not anymore.They were cheering for her.Samantha.I sat on the edge of the locker room bench, arms folded tightly, jaw clenched so hard it ached. My skating bag sat by my feet, untouched. I’d come in earlier, hoping to wish him luck, his lucky charm, remember?, but instead I sat here, invisible, forgotten.The door creaked open.And there he was.Anthony stepped in, flushed from the performance, chest rising and falling beneath his costume. There was sweat on his brow and fire in his eyes, eyes that didn’t even see me at first. Not really.Not until I stood. His eyes lit up when he saw me. And for a moment, I hated him for it.“I didn’t think you’d still be here, You didn’t wait fo

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