𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘 ───── ❝ 'cause you're like a pretty boy with a pretty voice ❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 the figure skating's golden
girl and prodigy crosses path with
lando norris who is trying to pr...
❛ i am falling for you hopelessly ❜ ⋆ ˚ . 𝒎𝒂𝒙 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏
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FRANKLY SPEAKING, ZARA HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SHE WAS DOING.
Leaving her coach with whom she's worked with since she was three, moving to a new country barely at the age of seventeen. Juggling between the Us and Monaco to get paperwork to switch coaching teams.
She was lost.
The only thing that she found solace in was skating. However, she was banished from skating due to the knee surgery she had. Although it wasn't a serious surgery. But it was the fear of surgeries and loosing her jumps scared her.
Zara moved to monte carlo. As much as she wished to stay back, she knew that she needed a change of scenery. Her new coach was one trained by Rafael. Zara did got along well with the other ten skaters at the rink. She managed to enter the International University of Monaco, majoring in Art history.
Life seemed well, healing at the best.
"Thank god now I can finally have my room to myself," ilia tosses her the pouch of her makeup bag. "Please, it's my room," zara emphasizes. "Who told you that? It's mine. I was born two minutes before you. First come first serve," ilia scoffs.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," zara watches as ilia slumps onto his bed. "you know I heard many rich people live in Monaco," zara hums in response.
"Who knows, maybe I'll find a rich, older, hot boyfriend," she joked. "So like a sugar daddy?" ilia chuckles. "Eww no, come on man we're calling housewives trad wifes now. I think we should be creative with names," zara says.
