Natasha enjoyed her new studio immensely. The room brought her more pleasure than almost anything else in her life ever had. It was something built especially for her. Not an expensive bauble meant to give her a brief spark of happiness, nor the applause of a thundering audience after she'd pushed herself to her very limits for their benefit. No this was all for her. Whether he realized it or not, David had built this place to give his wife a sanctuary. By opening that door for her, he'd once more cracked her heart open.
She danced her way through the following weeks with a heart and mind gradually stepping back into the light. She didn't have to run and hide anymore. That in itself gave her a new kind of freedom, even though David locked her in the cabin each time he left. He didn't hand
