We build our lives on the most unstable things; ice. All of us built our futures, our careers on ice, something that under pressure would crack. And for all of us, it cracked, and we fell through.
He thought he was ready. The world thought he was ready. But apparently, he wasn't ready.
NATHAN CHEN was set to win the gold medal at the 2018 Olympics, he had everything, the quads, the luck, the mental game. But at the Olympics, everything gave out. He was just an 18-year-old, with too much pressure on his shoulders.
KIERRA YU was a shot in the dark. She came out of nowhere, with the ability to randomly and spastically throw quads. She had the so-called "full package." She knew what she was there for, to win. Yet she got distracted and too involved, and in the end, it lead to her downfall.
VINCENT ZHOU was young and naive. He had never won, and going to the Olympics was honestly just for fun. He wished that he could be more, more talented, more skilled, more of everything, but he wasn't.
Three athletes from the United States of America, three destinies, three skaters that fell short. 2018 brought failure, in all sorts of aspects, from skating to their love life. But all three are waiting for their redemption skate, the skate where they win. But jealousy, lovers, and exes never mix, and some will rise, and others will drown.
Yet to move on they must all forget the past, learn to forgive, and give second chances. But to all of them they still question; Can you juggle a career and a relationship? And in a world full of secrets and lies, which one will rise, and which will fall?
TRIGGER WARNING. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, ANOREXIC, OR THIS MAY TRIGGER YOU IN ANY WAY.
After her life reaches new lows, Katie moves on to try and make a new start. Her grief follows her and her unbridled anger threatens to take an even tighter grip on her life. Until she meets Adam. Can he show her a better way to handle her grief? Can she learn to trust him? Will his mesmerising smile be enough? Will she discover what having the best life really means?
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I have issues. Lots of them. But I'm mostly angry. I'm too much for most people. Just the way I fucking like it. It's much better for everyone to just stay the hell away from me. My safe happy angry life.
So why does the universe insist that we keep crossing paths? And why does he insist on fucking smiling at me every single time?
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I have to admit, when I first laid eyes on her at the bar, I could barely breath. She was stunningly beautiful without even trying and although she left without saying a word, the way she looked at me with those pretty eyes had me hooked and wanting to be able to see her again. I wondered about the who, what and why she felt like she needed to run like that.
Her obvious defence tactic is that angry scowl she wears like armour, protecting herself from any harm and dissuading anyone from attempting to get too close. I plan on getting as close to her as fucking possible, if she'll just stop running.