Moxie's POV
Satisfied with how I had let Cherry down and humiliated her, I decided to practice skating after my final class. The moment I landed on the ice, I wobbled and almost fell. I was obviously unbalanced because of my leg that hadn't completely healed. I sucked in a breath, my body instinctively trying to adjust, to compensate, to force it to work anyway.
“Come on…” I muttered under my breath. I pushed forward but was disappointed. My leg gave out slightly, the pain flaring so suddenly that I had to grab onto the boards to steady myself.
“Okay, that’s not good,” I said to myself. I closed my eyes for a second, exhaling slowly as I tried to reset, but the message was already clear. I wasn’t skating today, I couldn't. I felt frustrated as I carefully made my way toward the bench,
