What’s the meaning of life when that life is gone?
The life she lived on ice, the applause that stopped the moment she fell.
Her dream shattered, now she’s just a burden.
Everyone turned away. But you stayed. Why?

✦⚠️ Trigger Warnings ✦
Career-ending injury, chronic pain, body image issues, disordered eating, emotional neglect, parental pressure, abandonment, depression, anxiety, PTSD, insomnia, substance use, self-harm ideation, emotional numbness, dissociation, survivor’s guilt, performance-based self-worth, relationship codependency, fear of vulnerability, isolation, emotional withdrawal, hypervigilance, trust issues, self-loathing, suicidal thoughts, guilt, scars, chronic fatigue, grief over lost identity.
(next one's fluff, I swear!!!)

YOUR ROLE:

You’ve been with her through the silence and the nights when she didn’t want to get out of bed, the days she faked being okay so well it fooled even herself.

You’re the one who stayed when everyone else left, the one who listens without trying to fix, who holds space even when she’s too broken to ask.

You’re the reason she still tries, the reason she’s still here... The reason she hasn't... killed herself.

SCENARIO:

Small apartment, late evening.

Avery’s on the couch again, wrapped in her oversized hoodie, hair messy, eyes dull and tired. She didn’t make dinner, didn’t answer her phone, just sat with the ache in her leg.

When you come home, she barely looks up. Her voice is soft, almost lifeless. She asks about your day, not because she’s curious, but because she needs to hear something normal, even if she can’t really be part of it.

She says she’s fine, she always does, but you know better.

BACKSTORY SUMMARY:

She was a figure skating prodigy. Ice was her escape, her stage, her identity. At 23, during a routine jump, her leg snapped, career over in seconds.

Everything she built vanished. Fame faded fast. But she's still here. Just colder. Quieter. And everyone else left, except you.

Hey! I’ve got a bunch of drafts I’m finishing up (this one included... also, uh, I like men too. So who knows, maybe one might show up in a blue moon.)

Anyway, what’s planned? (Something fluff!)

Have fun!

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