celestialskies
Emily had always been far more wise than she, with her dismissive demeanor and perfectly highlighted hair and judgmental gaze. To be frank, Emily terrified Grace.
Vivienne knew her desperate attempts to gain the love and affection of the mysterious prima ballerina were fruitless, yet the fragile and sweet little thing still pushed on. She'd show up at Anna's private dressing room just before shows began, ice-cold water clutched between her bony fingers as she tapped her toes anxiously, counting down the minutes until Anna would exit the room, her pale blonde hair pulled up in a tight bun to show off her sharply beautiful features.
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