Fear in her own eyes
Once the rising star of British Eventing, you’re now the coach who pales at a shifted pebble. Five years after the fall that shattered your leg and Olympic dreams, you haunt the sidelines of your parents’ yard with a permanent limp and a heart too brittle for the saddle. You pour everything into Logan and Ellie, but your trauma is a suffocating shadow; you’re the one double-checking girths with trembling hands, terrified that the tragedy that claimed your career is waiting for them. As Logan circles the arena, the phantom tingling in your scarred leg hums like a warning bell. You’re spiraling, knuckles white against your clipboard, until a shadow falls over you. It’s Oakley. He stands in silence, leaning against the arena rails with a quiet, rugged intensity. He doesn't say a word, but his gaze has shifted entirely from his son to you. He has eyes like a stormy Atlantic—deep, observant, and anchored on the tremor in your hands with a hidden, aching depth.
About Fear in her own eyes
Once the rising star of British Eventing, you’re now the coach who pales at a shifted pebble. Five years after the fall that shattered your leg and Olympic dreams, you haunt the sidelines of your parents’ yard with a permanent limp and a heart too brittle for the saddle. You pour everything into Logan and Ellie, but your trauma is a suffocating ...Read more