Waking up with my nemesis baby novel Chapter 265

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Leona cut in sharply, taking a few steps forward and poking

Madeleine’s lower back without hesitation.

“Where’s your core?

It’s loose and weak. Are you trying to generate power from

here?

You’re using your thighs. It’s clumsy!”

She moved to the side, pointing at Madeleine’s leg. “Straighten

it! Where’s the extension?

You’ve completely lost awareness in your toes. You look like a

beginner!”

She even used her hands, forcefully correcting Madeleine’s

arm. “Your center of gravity is off. You’re wobbly. Your stability

is a complete mess!”

“Expression!

Is your face made of wood?

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Where’s Giselle’s joy and innocence?

Are you just going through the motions mechanically?”

Leona’s criticisms were rapid and harsh, every word like a cold needle, precisely piercing the spots where Madeleine was rusty and had regressed.

Her brow was tightly furrowed, her face showing undisguised

disappointment and a frustration that bordered on anger.

She couldn’t stand seeing someone who was once her equal

fall so low.

Under her barrage of accusations, Madeleine’s breathing grew

unsteady. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and

her cheeks flushed from exertion and embarrassment.

She bit her lip, saying nothing, just trying to regulate her

breathing and follow Leona’s instructions to correct herself, to

find that long–lost precision.

She stumbled through the variation, barely finishing it amidst

Leona’s constant interruptions and corrections.

The music stopped, and the only sound in the dance studio was

their slightly ragged breathing.

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The mirror reflected Madeleine’s panting, flushed face, and

Leona’s icy, dissatisfied expression.

Leona stared at Madeleine, her chest heaving, that strange

anger still seeming to burn.

But looking at Madeleine’s sweaty temples and her still–defiant

eyes, she finally just scoffed, her tone thick with mockery and

disappointment:

“See that?

This is your level now.”

“Stiff, clumsy, completely devoid of beauty… Madeleine, you’ve

lost more than just technique. You’ve lost your reverence and

feeling for the dance.”

“The way you are now, it’s just…”

She seemed to be searching for a word hurtful enough, but in

the end, she didn’t say it. She just let out a heavy breath and

turned away, her shoulders looking a little stiff,

The air seemed to freeze.

Madeleine stood where she was, sweat trickling down from her

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temples.

She looked at Leona’s back, then at her own reflection in the

mirror, which was indeed no longer perfect.

She raised a hand to wipe the sweat from her face. Instead of

the shame or dejection Leona expected, she let out a very soft

laugh.

The laugh was quiet, but it was enough to make Leona turn her

head in surprise.

Madeleine met her questioning gaze, her eyes clear, and even

holding a hint of… relief?

“Yeah, that was awful.”

Madeleine spoke, calmly admitting it, even with a hint of self-

mockery, “It was full of problems, almost painful to watch.”

Leona frowned, not understanding why she was reacting this

way.

“I accept all of this, Leona. If you knew the kind of pain I went

through in the past, you wouldn’t be saying this.”

Madeleine’s voice was soft, as if she were lost in thought.

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Ballet had been her passion for over a decade.

If it weren’t for the damned narrative control, why would she

have given it up?

During those days of being consciously controlled, Madeleine

watched helplessly as she hurt her family and saw herself give

up on her dream.

The pain was so great that even now, she could barely breathe

thinking about it.

Just living an easy life like this was her greatest wish now.

“I don’t care about that.”

Leona frowned. She knew she had no right to judge her choice.

She stepped forward.

“I just know you shouldn’t be stuck in the past.”

She took a deep breath and turned her head away. “We still

haven’t had a proper competition. Are you going to make me

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