Chapter 52: Alyssa

Monsieur Dupre claps his hands together and we all pause. "We will do it again until it is perfection!"

For just a moment, my shoulders sag before I lift and take my position. We've been practicing the same piece over and over. He wasn't kidding when he said that we would keep at it until the movements were perfection. The guy is a real taskmaster. Although, that's what makes Monsieur Dupre such an amazing instructor.

The music resumes and lift up onto the toes of my shoes, stretching my arms over head and holding the pose before raising one pointed foot out in front of me. The music arcs and still I hold the pose. My muscles begin to tremble.

"Bon!" he says.

Instead of dwelling on the pain, I force it from my mind and lose myself in the rhythm of the music.

Like before, the only thing that soothes the pain of this last breakup is dance. I'm able to lose myself in the precision of the movement for hours at a time. It helps me not think about-

Nope. Not going to do it.

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