Crashed

Once upon a time she'd had the happy ending. The doting fiancé. The expensive wedding. The happily-ever-after resting just at the tips of her fingers. Then in an explosion of glass, in a splintering of metal, everything had been taken from her. She'd shattered herself, had broken into a million tiny pieces. But eventually, she'd patched herself together, had hauled herself back into life, had built something she was content in. Content, but not happy. Never quite inching into happy again. Still, she had her friends, her job as a skating coach for the Gold, and she had her life. That was enough. And it had been enough. Until he knocked on her door. Until he came back and changed everything.