My Ellie (The Perfectly Paired Series Book 1) by H Mitchell

Author:H Mitchell [Mitchell, H]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: H. Mitchell
Published: 2025-02-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Ellie

My heart feels like it’s about to leap up my throat as I lean over the toilet. The Olympic scout is here and I’m in the bathroom hurling up the contents of my stomach.

So much for all the food I ate at the picnic.

The picnic where Colton had admitted to finding me beautiful. Butterflies swarm my aching gut, and I groan against the sensation. It’s not like this is brand new information—I’ve seen the way he watches me, I’ve caught him on more than one occasion and have been met with a disarmingly charming smile.

Would he have said more if we weren’t summoned back to the yard? Would I have wanted him to?

It would be easier to decipher all of this if my knees weren’t knocking together.

How the actual fuck am I going to cope if I do make it to the Olympics? This is the very first hurdle and I’m flailing like a fish out of water.

“Eleanor,” My mother hisses from just outside the door, “Are you quite finished? You mustn’t be late.”

I stand from the toilet bowl, wiping my face with the back of my hand. “Coming, mother.” My voice is shaky, my throat burns and there’s an acrid taste in my mouth. I splash my face with some cold water before looking at my reflection in the mirror.

I’m a wreck, all the color has leached from my face and loose strands of hair stick to my sweat covered skin.

More rushed knocks come from the door before I switch off the tap and exit the stable bathroom.

My mother is already red in the face, her foot tapping furiously on the red brick as I close the door behind me.

“Does that medication of yours even do anything?” She hisses, linking her arm with mine as she steers me in the direction of Remi’s stall.

I debate telling her that, without my medication, I would have locked myself in that bathroom until the scout left the premises. Her elbow digs into my ribs as we walk, her arm like an iron clamp around my own.

“The scout will be in the gallery, I will be sitting with him.” Her head is angled towards me, voice low and deadly. “You will complete your practice session as if it is a regular day, nothing out of the ordinary. Practice your cues, polish your transitions and then you’ll do a full run through of your routine. Remember, the scout is observing all of you over the next two days—this means the jumpers, the cross-country bumpkins and the dressage riders. You must stand out, do you hear me? The dressage riders have his attention today and you need to be memorable. If he likes what he sees, he will be back in a couple of weeks. There’s a very high chance that he will only select one of you, out of the entire team, two max. The Olympic squad is young and full of talent, which means there are very limited spots to fill. Make him want you on the team—need you on that team.

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