Chapter 11(D)

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Where is he? Tessa wondered, as she woke up from surgery to an empty room. She and Scott had been together for five years (officially anyway), and hardly a day had passed where they had not been together. It felt strange being in a hospital bed, in so much solitude, and being unable to move. Her body had never felt so heavy, so without grace, and so...unwanted. Their story in ice dance was always about a beautiful woman who had captured the heart of a handsome man, but today she didn't feel like her and Scott were those same people. Where was he when she needed him?

She checked her phone: 2 missed calls, 1 voicemail, 0 texts. 

Her parents had checked up on her, but still no word from Scott. 

Is this where we end?

--- Scott ---

 The next time he opened his eyes, he noticed how quiet the hotel had become. Without Tessa telling him what to do, he felt directionless.

Should I call her? Is the surgery finished? Do I meet Marina and discuss the program?

He wasn't used to making the decisions for them. It was always Tessa who decided when they should be together, how many hours of sleep they would get, where they would eat, and anything in between. 

But what if she didn't want to see him? 

What were her last words to me? "Scott, I -"

Scott, I can't believe you did this to me? Scott, I will never forgive you? Scott, I need you to stop hurting me? Scott, I have to go?

He turned to call her, but decided against it. Maybe it was too risky to ask her if she was okay right after what he did. Instead, he left a voicemail, hoping she would call him if she wanted to hear from him. 

After all, if Tessa wanted them to work, she would let him know, right?

--- Tessa ---

"Tess, we're so sorry we can't be with you. Things are hectic around here, sweetie, we just don't want you to worry about any of it." Jim Virtue, her father, explained. 

Her mum chimed in the background, "How's Scottie dealing with all of this?"

Where was Scott? "I haven't talked to him yet, mum."

"Aw, honey. I'm sure he'll come around. He's probably just worried about you."

Tessa bit her lips, as they said goodbye. She went through all the messages on her phone, and took a gander on the voicemail. 

"Hey, Tessa. I hope you've been getting your beauty sleep, even though you don't need it. I'm sorry that you're in pain, I'm sorry for hurting you, and I miss you on the ice. It's not the same. Rest well, and I hope you have a quick recovery. Bye, it's me Scott."

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There's a bit more to the 2008 story, but I may combine that into their PR meeting. I hope this depth provides context to the divide between Tessa and Scott. I've been updating daily for almost all of these chapters, but no guarantees that chapter 12 will be up before my birthday ends. Thank you for reading, and feel free to discuss anything in this safe space or message me privately. 

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