The ice is a cold surface, but for them, it was the only place where they remembered being happy. After being wounded by the people they trusted most, fate hands them a second chance in the form of a childhood love. A bond that resurfaces with a single glance, yet comes with a question burned into their minds: "Don’t you remember me?"
​Their love story has only just begun, but the shadows of the past are not willing to let them go. With vengeance looming over their private lives and sabotage threatening their skating careers, danger is everywhere. Will their light withstand the chill of betrayal, or will they ultimately shatter under the pressure?

​The journey back to the executive suite was carried out under a silent, dense, and sepulchral atmosphere. Venka walked one step ahead of Aibek, his hands shoved deep into his dress pants pockets and his shoulders rigid, setting a firm course through the carpeted corridors of the hotel complex. Aibek followed him with difficulty, keeping his head low, his gaze fixed on the tips of his sneakers, adjusting the cuffs of his woolen sweater with trembling fingers. The warmth of the jasmine tea and the looseness Zinov had rubbed off on him during breakfast on the terrace had completely evaporated, replaced by a suffocating oppression in his chest. There was no trace of pride in the brunette's gait; he felt small, exposed, and deeply tired.


Chapter 135 - The Cracks of the Refuge