Arabella Klein has never been the best at anything she ever did.
For her whole life, she tried to reach the top. But there has always been someone in her way — someone who held her back from succeeding.
The problem is, Arabella's dreams were way bigger than anyone else's. She wanted to become a professional ballerina, she wanted to become somebody. But what's a somebody in a nobody city? She had been dreaming of leaving Leipzig since she was a kid.
Trust me, she tried to succeed way too many times: she tried using her bare hands, her teeth, and everything she had to give, until exhaustion. But what can you do when your palms are bleeding and your teeth don't have anything to bite on anymore? Arabella was just a shadow. A shadow of someone who was in the light all the time, without even trying.
