Anastasia’s POV
I immediately remove my gaze at him, I can feel the coldness of my hands. Focus Anastasia, you’re here to compete.
Damn, I’m freaking shaking, and my vision is getting blurred. What’s happening to me? Despite an unfavored feeling, I raised my bow and put the arrow, I positioned myself. This isn’t good.
I can hear the crowd cheering for me, but I’m not motivated. I can imagine Grandma who’s unconsciously lying on a hospital bed, I badly want to see her.
Then a tear slowly fell from my eyes.
“Oh.” I heard loud gasps from the audience that made me back to my senses, just to see the arrow that has been released from my bow make it to the target area but, I missed the shot.
“Oh my God, what happened? She missed the shot?”
“That’s impossible, I witnessed how good Arch
