Chapter 140 Sasha

• KATERINA TWIRLS ACROSS THE STAGE, her long hair barely keeping up with her. The fullness of her skirt is white as the moon. There's no music that I hear, but she spins to the rhythm, in tune in a way only someone who grew up dancing could be. Bright lights illuminate her movements, blocking out everything else. I can't see beyond the pitch-black shadows around the edges of the stage.
• "Katerina," I utter, taking a step towards her. My legs feel wrong. I'm jittery all over. She spins further away, not once looking at me. "Katerina!" My legs give out, knees slamming onto the hard surface of the stage.
• I look at my hands where they brace on the wood. They're bare. My wedding ring is gone.