Thank you for all your lovely birthday wishes from last week. It made my day! <3
As for today, I'm running a little bit late with everything, as I've been writing nonstop trying to complete two upcoming deadlines. Today, I'm going to continue to share a snippet from my dark romance, momentarily titled 'Break Me.'
I've skipped down to where we first get to see Ayla's, our heroine's point of view. She is celebrating the end of the ballet season with her colleagues in a disco.
Enjoy and have a lovely day!
*This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.
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Ayla sipped at her glass of sparkled water and glanced at the bouquet of red roses she’d tossed on the seat next to her. She still couldn’t believe Meghan had fallen ill and she’d performed Giselle. She smiled. Heat radiated through her. Butterflies tingled in her stomach. She clenched her hands and pursed her lips.
None of this meant that she would have success from here on forward. The world of ballet was fickle. One moment you were at the top and the next, you could be free-falling without a parachute.
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