SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal
and “soulless athletes.”
She swept out, her heels stabbing the tile like punctuation marks, as she stormed toward the door, her hoop earrings swinging like pendulums. She paused and turned to face them. “Mark my words. Without me, you’ll never reach your full potential!” Lila spat.
The door slammed behind her, rattling the frame.
The silence she left behind was deafening.
I stared at the closed door, then turned slowly back toward Anthony, who was still trying, and failing, to hold back another laugh. His face was red, his eyes watering.
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