She exhales slowly and closes her eyes for a second, as if trying to absorb all the calm possible before her turn. When she opens them again, the competitive spark has returned.
"Yes, I'm ready."
The lights focus on the center of the ice as the announcer calls her name. A murmur runs through the audience and the judges adjust their papers. Susy gives me one last look before gracefully gliding onto the rink.
Silence takes over the stadium once more.
The music begins.
Susy glides over the ice with innate elegance. Her movements are smooth yet firm, as if each turn and each arm extension were the perfect manifestation of the music filling the stadium. Her first jump is an impeccable double axel. The audience reacts with a collective gasp, and I feel my heart skip a beat.
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