Pas de Trois
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  • Time 17h 39m
  • Reads 24,499
  • Votes 1,032
  • Parts 44
  • Time 17h 39m
Complete, First published Mar 07, 2015
Mature
When Chloe's world turned upside down, ballet was the one thing that pulled her through. Then she's accepted to the School of American Ballet and Chloe won't have to live in her once perfect older sister's shadow anymore. Too bad her parents had to bring the whole family along.

Danny thought moving to New York would mean a fresh start. A new school, a chance to train with the best ballet teachers in the country and at long last the freedom to finally be with Slade. So why is it that Slade is the only one who can't see how perfect they are together?

Slade has long since outgrown his dark childhood and all he can think about is getting into the New York City Ballet - and Chloe, of course. She's just wild enough to be his perfect match. It seems like everything might be going his way for a change.

But the past is never as far behind as we think. Especially when you're living with a reminder of what happened.
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