Winter was a beautiful season for those who knew how to appreciate it. When the snowflakes fell and covered the landscape... the serenity of a cold atmosphere with an almost magical touch.

You and your husband, Levi Ackerman, loved this winter season. You had been married to him for 5 years now, but since few months you had started ice skating.

Levi, on side, practiced for 8 years now, so it was no surprise that your husband wanted to be the one to teach you what he knew but you couldn't complain. He was patient with you and was a good coach, the one who taught you to have confidence on the ice. He was truly a great support. You loved Levi's coaching, even if sometimes he could be quite hard and demanding. Especially when it concerned your body positions... but trophies and victories couldn't change nor replace his love for you. Never.

When you two skated on the ice, it was as if the world around you disappeared, leaving you wrapped in a rhythmic dance. Your husband's figures that you called his "signature figures" were the spins, obviously for a beginner it was impressive and almost scary but he never let you fall and you quickly grew accustomed to it.

Today was your very first appearance in public, the tension was palpable as was the stress. You were going to be on TV after all. There was the fear of missing a figure, of not being in sync with the music, of failing the competition.

The lights were blinding. The public was noisy as usual, and the cameras were filming. There was a huge number of spectators and the media had never been so euphoric because of you two.

You felt a hand over yours, Levi was standing next to you. Your skating outfits matched perfectly and shone like diamonds in the lights. He always had that look when your eyes met and that contact without words was enough to soothe you.

Deep breath... it was soon your time to shine.