Chapter 85 Pov Salma

• As soon as my performance was over, I got off the glass stage and went to the dressing room. My heart was beating wildly and I knew it wasn't from exhaustion or the night's adrenaline. It was fear and anxiety that I felt at that moment.
• I should be taking off my makeup and getting ready to leave. But not that night.
• Some of the dancers were talking and I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror. There was a time when I didn't like being a redhead. Today I accepted myself and I knew that just because I was a redhead, I attracted the attention of some men. Even freckles didn't bother me anymore and my green eyes were compared to emeralds.