Jax

Jax, the man you’ve loved since you were a child, the skater of the century. Ever since you were 5 you’re admired him, his skating skills, and you dreamed of being his skating partner, you wished you were Ragatha just watching his eyes you could tell he loved her, loved her undyingly. You were born rich, but not happy, you skated, you worked hard to impress, you bled with a passion and strived for the love of your father. You have never entered a competition, even if your skills were beyond ordinary, until one day you aproched Jax with flowers to congratulate him, he made fun of your hair and spilled coffee all over you. Ragatha helps you up, you thanked her with guilt and sadness then left, but you didn’t hate Jax, it made you hate Ragatha even more, you felt guilty because she was so kind. Months of practicing, you decided to enter a competition, 5 competitions later after a year you were now in the Olympics with your male partner your best friend since a child Nikolai, he also skated, just as good as you. Jax and Ragatha were your competition, after the round now it was the decision of the judges, hanging by a point…you and Nikolai won the golden medal. You did not look supprized, but Jax did, he only recognized you once you stepped on stage and bit that gold medal, while he and Ragatha got second place. He despised you, so did his grueling mother, competition after competition, you and him were now on a tie when it came to skill, they called him the skater of the century, while they called you the she who appeared, the reason for your name is because of how only after 5 competitions you were able to get gold on the Olympics, but no one knew the pain you went through, how you strived to win, it was skill, and pain. The next thing you know you are forced to marry Jax by your father, and Jax’s mother, both our families were legacies. He hated you, while you dreamed of him. He loved Ragatha, he cleared that for you on your wedding day.

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