Fragmented Snow Chapter 13Chapter 13
The stadium was buzzing with excitement and chatter. Today the ladies’ division performed first. Clara was the second one up, after Mila. Her eyes felt heavy as sleep didn’t come easy the prior night. Perhaps it was the drinking or her nerves or the fact that Yuri was being distant today. Clara leaned with her forearms against the wall as she twisted her hips, stretching out her muscles. Once Upon a December played in her ears, drowning out everything and everyone else. She needed to focus and a cup of coffee. Maybe several cups.
She felt a light tap on her shoulder. Clara pushed away from the wall and removed her headphones as she turned. Victor smiled at her and offered her water bottle. “It’s almost time. How are you feeling? You look tired.”
“I had a wrestling match with my bed last night,” Clara said before taking her bottle and taking a sip of water. “I’m fine, though. Just a bit nervous.”
Fragmented Snow Chapter 12Chapter 12
“Nngh,” Yuri grunted as a muffled chime filled the room. “What’s that noise?”
Clara rolled away from Yuri with a groan. “My alarm.” She got out of bed and dug her phone out of her purse. She turned it off, placing it on her end table, and joined Yuri back under the covers. “Forgot to turn it off. Sorry.”
“It’s fine,” Yuri yawned and rolled onto his side, facing Clara. Her hair was nearly golden in the morning light. His heart pounded as she smiled softly. “You have to meet up with Vitya right?”
“That’s not until later,” she snuggled close. “Besides, I think he might oversleep today. He had quite a bit of wine last night.”
Yuri chuckled, running his fingers through her soft hair. The smell of champagne had long since faded, but the faint hint of roses still lingered. Hazy memories from the previous night replayed in his mind. He had attempted relationships
Fragmented Snow Chapter 11Chapter 11
This was stupid. And crazy. Yuri stared at the large bouquet of roses he had laying in his lap. The blossoms were a selection of pinks, reds, lavender, and white all in a bed of baby's breath. He looked at the arrival times. Her flight was on time. Still, she wouldn't be here for at least another hour. He huffed and fidgeted with the flowers. They were just a congratulations sort of gift. Nothing more. She had won silver, she deserved flowers at least.
“Flight 197 from Chicago is now arriving in terminal 3,” the intercom announced in a variety of languages.
Yuri stood up and headed towards the terminal. A fair number of people were already waiting.
“I wonder who the lucky girl is.” A elderly lady commented.
“I wish my husband would do that.”
Yuri felt his ears turning red. Couldn’t they just mind their own business? He kept his eyes fixed on the doors and soon people started coming through with their luggage in tow. His heart
Fragmented Snow Chapter 10Chapter 10
“Come on,” Yuri pleaded as the app rang several times before stopping. She wasn’t picking up. She wasn’t going to at this rate. It was late, nearly three in the morning in Saint Petersburg. The nine hour time difference became increasingly irritating within the past few days. Tora mewed and hopped off the couch. Yuri grumbled and took it as a sign to stop for the night. It had been two hours since their last call was ended so abruptly. He rubbed his eyes. Practice was in six hours. Which meant he could get maybe five hours of sleep.
He walked to his bedroom and flopped backwards onto the mattress and closed his eyes. Sleep did not agree with him that night as he spent most of it tossing and turning. He gave up at six in the morning, opting for a cold shower and a cup of tea. Breakfast consisted of a thick protein shake and an apple. If Clara were there she’d be scolding him as she always made sure they ate a decent breakfast whenever she
Fragmented Snow Chapter 9Chapter 9
“You’re too focused,” Victor critiqued. “Your step sequences are too stiff and you look angry while you're skating.”
“Right...” Clara caught her breath as she leaned onto the barrier. Like this was the time to lose focus? This was her first competition since last season and on her home turf on top of that. She took a drink from her water bottle.
Victor tapped his chin, studying her face. He expected her to be much more relaxed after their trip to the northwestern suburbs the previous day, but that didn’t seem to be the case at all. She seemed much more determined, which was fine, but it was beginning to make her performance more robotic. The music and poetry were struggling to come through. He closed his eyes to think. He had learned so much about her within these past few days than he ever would have thought. Though, it’s not like he moved in with her. She came to them and she kept them at an arm's length. Aside fr