CHAPTER 19
BLAIR ASHFORD
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I've been stupidly clutching onto my phone for the last two days, waiting for an answer to the auditions on Saturday. I didn't tell Jace, not so he could laugh in my face when I got rejected. I don't need any more insecurities on my shoulders.
They said they'd be in touch. When exactly will that be?
I slump against my desk. I've never felt so liberated as I did in that hour of letting myself go.
My body followed the music, it was like a natural instinct.
Dance was once a hobby, now I think it could be a lifeline. It will also make going to Dark Suite all the time less suspicious–that's if I'm successful in getting the job.
Now that I think of it I was probably a little stiff. Not enough facial expressions. Not enough power. I haven't trained in over two y
