CHAPTER 24: Missing Pieces
Rebecca's POV
I arrived at Lincoln Center earlier than usual the next morning. The hallways were still quiet. I expected to find Elodie already at the barre, warming up the way she always did. She was never late as discipline lived in her bones.
The studio was empty.
I checked the time again, then pulled out my phone and sent her a short text.
*Where are you? Rehearsal starts in twenty.*
There was no reply as I had expected an immediate response.
I waited a few more minutes staring at the blank screen, before I forced myself to open the doors and let the other dancers in. A nagging feeling sat heavy in my chest and refused to leave.
Rehearsal began without her. The music started, bodies moved but my eyes kept drifting to the empty space where Elodie shoul
