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Claudia let out a laugh and looked at her. “Come on, it’s not about winning or losing. Andrea already said we’re welcome–what’s there to be scared of?”
By the time the final choreography was locked in, Andrea had already dropped her bias.
Being young didn’t mean being inexperienced, and she had to admit–Florence’s instincts were as sharp as ever.
Claudia’s creativity completely surprised her and even gave her a few new ideas.
Over the last three days, she’d seen how focused and tough Claudia was–and somewhere deep down, she actually felt bad for what Claudia had gone through before.
Today’s so–called “battle” felt less like a competition and more like a private showcase.
Tilda shook her head. Claudia’s choreography was solid–if she could win over the famously picky Andrea, that said everything.
Still, a bet was a bet. She was carrying Claudia’s name, and it was her first time performing in public since she’d gotten her confidence back. She was nervous she wouldn’t give her all.
Andrea glanced at her. “You can’t win if you hold back on stage.”
Then, after a short pause, she smirked. “I’ll give you this though—you’re not bad.”
Tilda blinked, stunned.
Claudia grinned and gave her a little push.
Tilda suddenly laughed, blew a kiss at both Claudia and the stone–faced Andrea, then lifted her chin and walked onto the stage with light, confident steps.
The performance–a head–to–head piece between two dancers, refined through their choreographers‘ rivalry–was a hit.
Two women, different in
different in every way, lit up the stage like wildflowers in bloom. They fought for love, fierce yet full of respect for each other, and the crowd could feel every bit of it.
It was raw power mixed with grace, the kind of performance you just couldn’t look away from.
Florence had forced herself not to check in during rehearsals, wanting to keep the surprise.
Now, seeing the finished show, her eyes shone with genuine awe.
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“That was amazing! Claudia, Andrea–honestly, I have every reason to believe our new show’s gonna blow up worldwide!”
From that one performance alone, Florence could tell–everything had leveled up. The choreography, the energy, and even the dancers themselves felt sharper and more alive.
She silently thanked Celine for sending her such a perfect new partner.
On stage, Tilda and Thalia, the two main dancers in the routine, took their bows and hugged. Andrea turned to Claudia, then held out her hand. “Sorry … and here’s to a great collaboration.”
Claudia took it with a smile. Their eyes met, and they both laughed softly.
That evening, Whitney drove to the theater to pick Claudia up after work.
Through the rolled–down window, her face appeared behind a pair of sunglasses. “Hey, babe- how’d it go?”
Claudia’s smile was as bright as sunshine; she made a playful “nailed it” gesture.
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