Chapter 9

HAVEN POV

It had been several months since the wonderful evening I spent at the ballet with Mom and Dad. I still couldn’t stop thinking about the magical experience.

I could still picture the beautifully detailed costumes, still hear the wonderfully elegant sounds of the full orchestra, and still feel the butterflies swarming in my stomach. I could still feel the tears of joy flooding my eyes as I sat on the edge of my seat the entire night, watching the pristine and exquisite dancers on the stage of the darkened theater.

I even remembered a decent amount of the choreography. Well, that might be due in part to the fact that Mom purchased a video of the performance and I watched it at least once a week since.

Dad even suggested we turn one of the empty bedrooms into a ballet room for me. He said it’s so he didn’t have to listen to classical music constantly, but really it was because he wanted me to have a safe place to practice.

I had learned almost every routine for every role, b