Chapter 125

• Third Person's POV
• "She knows," Agnes said, eyes shining. "My aunt knows that Chasing the Wind's choreography was yours. She wants to know if you'd consider returning to the dance circle. Even if your legs-well, your injury-keep you from matching top dancers, your talent is irreplaceable. She believes your stage isn't limited to the boards."
• Aysel paused, ears twitching slightly. When she was first hurt, the Moonvale halls had seemed suffocating, every corner of the dance world a reminder of her lost agility. She had avoided it all. But now, she had clawed a space where it could survive as a passion rather than a chain.