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2024-10-15 14:38:31A good mood and a few weeks of healing finally allowed Moreau to return to training with Juan. She breathed in with air rushing through her chest cavity. This was the last part after doing all the beautiful movements repeatedly.
"I think that's enough." That was what Anitta had just said and how Juan seemed so concerned, making sure one arm was around Moreau's waist, just so they could walk together. She understood Juan wanted to be a support when he decided to walk carefully. Together... their steps were closer to Anitta who was waiting not far from the edge of the ice. "You need to rest more often, Moreau. Your leg still needs to be taken care of, if it hurts just tell me, lest we can't make the tournament, because you're not really well." Moreau nodded faintly. She understood that they needed to cooperate well to not cover things up. There was no pain, though the doctor had always advised against strenuous activity for the past week. It was also som
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"We did it, Amiga. I love you." Juan immediately shouted enthusiastically while pulling Moreau's body into a tight embrace. The man let her face sink into the moving surface of the chest. How she could feel how Juan's breath continued to rush. This was only a short celebration. They were not really done yet. After all, as a couple that had performed, no more tension just made things too horrible. This release was a real treat. Moreau smiled as Juan loosened the touch of his arm, then guided their steps with their shoes scraping on the ice to approach Team Spain's support group. Anitta was waiting, arms outstretched. Moreau and Juan greeted her with a burst of excitement. Only briefly, because their coach immediately said something along the lines of a compliment. "Good job. At least you've attracted a sympathetic crowd, but it's still up to the judges. May we win." Yes, may they win. It was a long time to wait for t
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