Chapter 25 : The Gala Night
The night of the grand gala arrived, and the venue was a kaleidoscope of blinding stage lights, screaming fans, and the cold, unblinking eyes of the cameras. The atmosphere was electric, vibrating with the kind of high-stakes tension that usually preceded a revolution. Elara moved through the backstage corridors, her movements precise and mechanical. She was dressed in the stark, minimalist costume of the production’s lead dancer, a sharp contrast to the delicate ballerina persona she had once cultivated. She checked her reflection in the mirror, but for the first time, she struggled to recognize the person staring back at her. She pushed the thought away, focusing entirely on the technical choreography they had spent weeks perfecting. Jaxen appeared, his presence a dark, imposing silhou
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