Coming Home | Scarlett Johansson's Daughter |

BLAKE

NEW YORK 2023 - PRECISION DANCE COMPANY

Two hours later, in the somber silence of the dressing room, the weight of the day's events bore down heavily on the shoulders of the four friends. Sora's tears flowed freely as she recounted the harrowing ordeal of the teacher's vicious final outburst as she was escorted out by the studio owner, her voice choked with anguish and disbelief. Lani, her heart aching for her friend, enveloped Sora in a comforting embrace, murmuring words of solace and reassurance in a feeble attempt to soothe her pain.

Alina, her usually strong facade cracked by the magnitude of the situation, stood at a distance, her voice trembling as she relayed the events to her mother over the phone as the woman made her way to the studio. The stress of the situation was palpable in her words, each syllable weighed down by the injustice and cruelty they had all endured for weeks now. Despite her efforts to maintain composure, the tremble in her voice betrayed the turmoil raging within her.

Meanwhile, Violet sat in stunned silence, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. The memory of the teacher's venomous words replayed in her mind like a cruel echo, each syllable etching deeper into her psyche. With trembling hands, she clutched the melted ice bag, its coldness offering little relief to the stress she was currently feeling.

Outside the dressing room, the scene unfolded like a drama on stage, with Scarlett and Sora's mother at the center, their voices rising in crescendo as they demanded accountability from the studio owner. The hallway buzzed with the murmurs of concerned parents, their faces etched with worry and indignation at the mistreatment their daughters had endured.

As the gravity of the situation became apparent as dozens of parents began to arrive, their jaws set in determination as they stood in solidarity with their kids. Lawyers, their presence a stark reminder of the legal ramifications at hand, mingled among the crowd, their eyes keen and watchful, ready to lend their expertise to the fight for justice.

As Kalani's phone buzzed with the arrival notification from her mother, she rose from her seat with a sense of urgency, gathering her belongings in a flurry of motion. But as she reached for the door handle and opened the door, instead of saying goodbye, she quickly stuttered out a nervous greeting, her eyes widening in shock at what she saw beyond the threshold before rushing out the door past the person she saw.

The girls exchanged puzzled glances, their confusion mounting as Kalani's sudden retreat left them bewildered. But before they could make sense of the situation, the door swung open once more, revealing a familiar figure framed in the doorway.

A gasp of surprise escaped Violet's lips as she recognized the newcomer. "Blake?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief at the unexpected sight of Ryan's wife standing before them.

Blake Lively, her expression a mix of concern and shyness, stepped into the room, her presence commanding attention as she surveyed the scene before her. "Hi," she began, her voice steady and resolute. "We heard what happened." She quickly glanced at Violet. "Your dad's with you mom now, and I'm here to make sure you're all okay."

Violet's heart skipped a beat at the mention of her dad being with her mom, a wave of gratitude washing over her at the thought of their unwavering support.

Violet shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling a surge of awkwardness as Blake's gaze briefly met hers. "Um, hi," she mumbled softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggled to find the right words. The events of the day had left her emotionally drained, and the sudden appearance of Blake only added to her feelings of vulnerability.

Blake's eyes softened with understanding as she took in Violet's subdued demeanor as she moved closer to offer a comforting embrace. "Hey there," she said gently, her voice filled with warmth and compassion.