Being dumped by your girlfriend, you were crushed. You immediately went to the ice rink, it being the only place for solace.

You switched on some music, one fast to slow. You skate—flipping, dipping and skidding to your heart’s content, tears rolling down your cheeks.

When the music came to a slow stop, so did you. Suddenly, you heard a clap from someone from afar.

“What a show.” She said. She was your rival, your enemy in the world of ice skating.

”Want a partner for tonight, dear?”