I forced myself to stomach the disgust and recorded the entire video. The next day, I went back to my parents' house as if nothing had happened.
Fiona was there, too. She excitedly recounted the competitions she had recently participated in and the awards she had won, and even asked me about the ones I had received in the past. She said she wanted to work hard to catch up to me.
After my accident, Fiona naturally took over my dance studio, entered competitions on my behalf, and became a rising star in the dance world.
She was now shining bright on stage.
And me? I touched the place where my right leg used to be.
All I could do was sit in my wheelchair every day, surrounded by the mess that my life had become.
I called Wyatt and told him I was having dinner at my parents' place and that he should pick me up after work.
When he heard Fiona was there, he didn't hesitate. He rushed right over.
Fiona pulled out an invitation at the dinner table with a mysterious smile. "This weekend, I have a dance competition hosted by the International Dance Association. You all have to be there."