No one ever set me up for failure, I didn’t even know how to cope with what just happened. “Anastasiya Nikiforov finishing off the Grand Prix Finals with a score of two hundred point six zero.” I had my face in my hands, I was trembling, I didn’t even break the top three with a score that low.
“You’re okay Ana, you’ll just work extra hard for next year. We all have bad days.” Viktor said gently. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, I couldn’t do this, I stood up and immediately fell to my knees. “Nastiya, please stop you need to go to the hospital you fell really hard.” Otabek and Yuri ran to me and helped me stand.
They didn’t say anything to me and just helped me outside their medals hidden beneath their jackets. “Ana, everything will be fine,” Otabek said. “Think about the medals you won last night with Yura, it was gold right?” He asked.
I knew he was right, but I didn’t want