My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505

My throat burned. I stepped forward and she disappeared. My fingers closed around empty air. I pressed both hands against my chest, trying to hold onto something already leaving. The final notes echoed through the gardens.

I stood completely still.

One hand over my heart, the other hanging uselessly at my side.

The music ended.

Only the fountain kept moving. My breathing sounded too loud. I slowly lowered my arms.

Lucien hadn’t moved. He walked toward me without saying a word. His cane tapped softly against the marble.

He stopped only a few feet away, his eyes searched my face, then my hands, then my feet, “What is this called?”

My lips felt dry, “The Four Lives I Never Chose.”

He waited.

I looked across the gardens, “The first girl grows up afraid of her own home. The second mistakes a cage for love, “I swallowed, “The third finally finds someone worth loving… and never gets to keep him. And the last girl loses the only person who ever made her feel safe.”

Lucien looked toward the empty stage, “And which one are you?”

I stared at the marble beneath my feet, “My body remembers all four.”

For a long moment he said nothing then he stepped closer. His fingers lightly pushed my shoulder back, “You have beautiful technique but halfway through… you stopped dancing and started remembering. That’s good.”

I blinked.

He turned away, “The audience does not cry because the dancer cries, they cry because the dancer tells the truth. We begin again in ten minutes.”

For the first time since writing this routine…

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