When our world tour wrapped up, I finally made my way back home.
With all eyes fixed on me, I stepped once again onto the most prestigious stage in my hometown. Bathing in the spotlight, I was no longer the frail, wheelchair-bound figure I had been all those years ago. Every spin, every leap, every stretch I made brimmed with raw vitality and a deep, hard-won beauty forged through all the hardships I had endured.
Thunderous applause exploded across the venue, roaring on for minutes on end.
And that was when I spotted two familiar figures in the crowd.
They were Nathan and Noah.
Noah was waving a photo of me around, gushing excitedly to the people sitting next to him. "That super amazing dancer up there is my mom! She's my mom."
The person beside him just raised an eyebrow, a mocking
