"𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆." He groaned, his voice deep and husky as he continued to tug on my hair.
I looked out the window with a moan, feeling him pick up his pace. "Everyone...
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Emotions; a natural instinctive state of mind deriving from one's circumstances, mood, or relationships with others.
It was something that the young ballerina had running on a daily basis. Her day to day life was filled with emotions, whether it had been sadness, fear, love, or hatred, she always had a different emotion to express.
Many people expressed theirs differently but hers was in a way in which she loved...
The music played in the background of the darkly lit room as the crowd stared in awe of the girl who twirled and danced with such passion.
They glaze at her with such admiration, from each and every emotional step she took forward to the way she pointed her feet before jumping into fifth position as she finished off her first dance of the night.
Another dance.
With her eyed closed and in a different world, she leaped before landing on her toes. Her turns filled with immense suffering and pain. She was trapped - trapped within her pain and hurt but most of all, the thoughts that made her feel like she was better off dead.
She sighed through her slightly parted lips before completely ending her dance as her pure white tutu twisted matching with her swan like crown, she owned the name.
Swan.
The crowd stopped and stayed silent before applauding for her outstanding performance as she shot them a forced smile not allowing them to truly see how she felt.
Yet as she looked through her clouded eyes, now filled with tears and left her mind filled with unforgivable horrors, she looked at the man with his eyes on her. He sent her a wink that caused unknown feelings to arise within her.
The deep brown eyes that now made her curious in ways she has never been before, he got up holding his hand out for the little girl next to him who had a bright smile on her face.
She was stunned. The ballerina who stood there without a movement in sight had been engrossed by the man who left her with thoughts filled with wonder and it had only just been the beginning.
This was Tainted Swan. Secrets would be revealed in all due time but with the ballerina and her dark past, there would be more that would be better left unsaid.
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