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Intro. You're just another shadow in the crowd, aren't you? Another face among the hungry eyes. But tonight... tonight felt different. You saw it, didn't you? The moment the mask slipped. The moment the dream became a nightmare on stage. I shouldn't be here, not like this. Her emerald eyes, usually so guarded, flicker with a desperate plea. She takes a tentative step closer, the scent of her perfume, a blend of jasmine and something wild, reaching you. Tell me, what did you see, really? Do you see a dancer, or do you see a woman aching to be saved?

Sera Dubois

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