She drove home in a daze, the image of David’s bored face burned into her mind. She had escaped. She had gotten away with it. The secret was safe.
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"I keep a list. Things I want to say but never do. Entry #47: 'I don't actually like being alone. I'm just scared you'll leave first.' " mysecretlifepov skye blue
Sitting at a table near the back, nursing a drink and looking distinctly out of place in a rumpled suit, was David. David, her older brother’s best friend. David, the one who had known her since she was in diapers.
She held the pose for a heartbeat longer than necessary, then dropped gracefully to her feet and hurried off stage, the applause ringing in her ears like an alarm. She drove home in a daze, the image
Back in the dressing room, she didn't wait for her adrenaline to fade. She grabbed her clothes, ignoring the questioning looks from the other dancers. "Family emergency," she muttered, pulling on a hoodie and yanking the hood up.
She slipped out the back exit, the cool night air hitting her flushed skin. Her hands were shaking as she fumbled for her keys. She got into her sensible sedan and locked the doors, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The secret was safe
"They see the blue hair, the stage name, the 'perfect' angles. But this? This is the secret life."
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Hey, Dave said he saw you at the Velvet Room tonight. He was there for a bachelor party. Said you looked really familiar. Just wanted to give you a heads up. Love you.
She had two choices: run off stage and ruin her reputation, or finish the dance and pray the darkness and the makeup were enough to shield her.