He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 237

Carrying that same aspiration, while the others went off to eat, Rebecca lingered in the rehearsal hall, searching for echoes of her former self

It felt like standing in Josette’s practice room once again, but this time, she danced freely, guided by instinct, channeling the essence of that reborn phoenix through her body’s expressions.

Many moves she envisioned proved unattainable, but she persisted until the final pose. When she collapsed on the floor, sweat had already soaked her clothes.

Sparse but thunderous applause broke out in the expansive hall. She turned to see Desmond and Helia approaching, clapping enthusiastically.

“That was incredible! Were you dancing a piece about renewal?” Helia exclaimed, her eyes shining. Rebecca got up and smiled shyly. “Yes. Seeing you guys rehearse sparked something in me.”

“It was truly remarkable!” Helia said with true admiration.

Even though most steps weren’t fully there yet, even though the hardest lifts and turns were impossible for Rebecca now, who wouldn’t be moved by a wounded phoenix fighting to take flight again?

Desmond’s eyes sparkled with equal enthusiasm, but his words were concise. “We’ll join you.”

For the next three hours, they danced together.

As they moved, Rebecca shared her concepts aloud. In turn, Helia executed the steps Rebecca couldn’t manage, and together with Desmond, they constructed the framework of her ideas.

Though it was only a short segment, a torrent of inspiration surged through her. There was so much more she wanted to convey.

“If we developed this into a full dance production, it would be impactful. Will you continue choreographing it?” Helia asked, sweating profusely.

Rebecca felt uncertain, unsure if she possessed that capability.

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