Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 264
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Madeleine pressed her lips together. What else could it be?
Probably the old news about her pestering Edward.
“You’ve misunderstood.”
Madeleine’s voice was clear, with an undeniable frankness.
“This is my career. It has nothing to do with my husband,
Roderick, and…”
She paused, then said the name, “it has even less to do with
Edward. You’ve probably heard what the Mosley family used to
now.”
Leona was stunned.
She had expected Madeleine to deny it, or maybe to brag about
Roderick’s support, but she never imagined she’d get an answer
like this–an ambition and a plan that were entirely Madeleine’s
own, completely independent.
An indescribable emotion welled up in her–surprise, the
embarrassment of misjudging the situation, and even a hint
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of… admiration she was reluctant to admit to herself.
It turned out that after all these years, they had walked
completely different paths.
She was still hung up on past emotional entanglements and the desire to win, while the other person was already looking far
ahead.
“Is that so…” Leona’s tone was a bit dry. She stirred her coffee,
unsure how to continue the original conversation.
Madeleine watched her, not rushing, just waiting patiently.
Her purpose today was to hear what Leona had to say.
Leona took a deep breath and finally looked up, her gaze refocusing on Madeleine’s face. But this time, the emotion in her eyes was more complex and hard to read.
“Alright, I was jumping to conclusions.”
Leona nodded, then let out a soft laugh. “I’m just surprised. I
never expected this would be the future you’d choose.”
If it had been anyone else, Madeleine might have retorted.
Is there something wrong with this choice?
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But the other person was Leona.
Madeleine knew she was trying to remind her of her past
memories of dancing.
Without beating around the bush, Madeleine said in a low voice:
“I had my reasons for giving up dancing in the past.”
Madeleine’s voice dropped a little, and the regret of being forced to give it up quietly welled up in her eyes like a tide, but she quickly suppressed it.
“That wasn’t the end. For me, it never really left.”
“Enough with the useless talk.”
Leona frowned, took another sip of coffee, then stood up decisively. “Come with me.”
She seemed to be in a bad mood and didn’t even check if
Madeleine was following her upstairs, her steps hurried.
Madeleine was a bit slow to react, taking a moment to gather her things before chasing after her.
Leona took Madeleine up the elevator next to the cafe. It turned out the second floor was a dance studio.
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Did Leona intentionally pick this place?
Just as Madeleine was wondering, Leona handed her a new
pair of ballet shoes.
“Put them on. Dance for me.”
“What?”
Madeleine was completely baffled.
Seriously, what’s her deal? Asking me out, saying a few cryptic
things, and then dragging me here to dance?
Even a Bollywood movie plot twist isn’t this dramatic.
When Leona saw she wasn’t moving, she frowned and started
to provoke her, “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how to put on
ballet shoes.”
“No way.”
Madeleine took them. “I just don’t get what you’re trying to do.”
“To see where you’re at now.”
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How ridiculous.
Madeleine muttered to herself.
Leona stood with her arms crossed, chin slightly raised, her
gaze filled with undisguised scrutiny and criticism, as if they
were back in the dance studio years ago, competing with each
other.
“Just dance the variation from Act I of Giselle.”
She had chosen a classic piece, perfect for testing both
technique and artistry.
Madeleine squeezed the dance shoes in her hand and took a
breath.
Although she found Leona’s behavior absurd, that competitive
fire deep inside her was ignited.
She walked to the barre, expertly put on the shoes, tied the
ribbons, and then moved to the center of the dance studio.
The music began, the accompaniment playing from a Bluetooth
speaker connected to Leona’s phone.
Madeleine closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to
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immerse herself in distant memories.
She struck the opening pose, then began to dance with the
music.
After years without systematic training, her body was rusty.
Good thing she’d been stretching recently, so her strong
foundation was still there.
The general framework of her movements was standard, the
graceful outline of her form was still visible, and her fluidity was far beyond that of an ordinary person. You could even catch a glimpse of her unique, nimble grace from back then.
But in the eyes of a top–tier, demanding professional like Leona,
there were problems everywhere.
Like a gorgeous robe crawling with lice, it was unbearable for
her.
“Stop!”
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