♠️ MARLENE ♠️The studio mirrors reflected a version of me I barely recognized.Sweat dripped down my temples as I landed the final fouetté sequence, arms slicing through the air, body spinning like it could outrun everything chasing me. The instructor clapped once—sharp, approving—but the sound felt distant. Blackwood Academy’s elite ballet program didn’t pause for scandals. If anything, the whispers got louder.I could feel them even now, between counts.“Did you see the headlines? Her mom moved out…”“Her dad threatened to ‘end’ her—can you imagine?”“Bet the family’s done sponsoring the spring showcase.”I ignored the side-eyes from the other dancers as I unwrapped my pointe shoes, toes bleeding through the lamb’s wool. Pain was familiar. Pain I could control.Ruby was waiting by the barre, arms crossed, looking smaller than usual in her oversized hoodie. She hadn’t been to class in days—said she was “sick,” but we both knew better.“Hey,” I said, dropping my bag beside her. “You
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