When Nadia Marsh; a cheerful and popular ice skater, is overtaken by a mystery illness, everything changes.
When everyone around her is training for sectionals; Nadia is house bound, where even the smallest effort leaves her feeling exhausted.
Getti...
"Living lonely on my own, Then she came along, made me believe."
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NADIA'S POV:
Corey slept round again last night and this time we didn't have to hide it from my family. My dad and Willem are still uncomfortable with the idea of us being together so we didn't make it obvious that he was staying. I have made an agreement with my mum that I won't have sex with him under this roof, at least not until my brother and dad come around.
After Willem and Corey's usual morning run, joined by Nathan this time, they all left for college. They were offered to have the day off to train and get ready for the match tonight but they decided they needed to not think about the game as much as they could because it will save them getting too into their heads.
When they left it gave me some motivation to do some work of my own so I managed to sit at my desk for five minutes before returning to my bed to do it. I managed to get through quite a few pages but then my brain fog started to hit so I ended up falling asleep.
My mum woke me up about half an hour ago with some food for me and I have been unable to sleep ever since as I have a looming headache. I couldn't finish the soup she made for me as my mind can't focus on the act and I have been trying for twenty minutes.
I groan as I would love to eat this as it smells so delicious but I put it on the floor instead, trying to find something else to occupy my time. I take the pages of work off my lap and place it on the other side of the bed so I can lie down to try and sleep.
"Hey Siri," I call out, wincing at how loud my voice seems. "Play some rain sounds."
My speaker sets to life, playing the peaceful sound and I close my eyes, waiting for sleep to overtake me. I can't seem to get my brain to shut off enough to fall asleep even though I am so shattered. It's weird that the one thing I need to do, I can't- it's like my body has gone into a fight or flight mode in regards to sleep.
I toss and turn for what seems like hours but when I look at the clock It's only been a couple of minutes. It's a lonely time being stuck in your room and only having yourself as company. I hope that Corey decides to pay me a little visit after his match tonight and celebrate his win with me, instead of going out with my brother and the rest of his teammates. I glance back at the clock again and realise that it's time for the game so I grab my phone from under my pillow and send both my brother and Corey a good luck message. They don't need my luck in the slightest but I want to be supportive of them nonetheless.
I look around my room trying to find something I can do to occupy my time but I can't come up with anything. I unlock my phone and ring my mum, who answers on the third ring.
