The Right Decision

Audrey

Overall, though, I was going to miss her fiercely. I had great friends back in Paris, but none of them were quite like my sister. She understood me like no one else ever could. Not only that, but she was the best listener. Whether I was ranting in frustration about my ankle or gushing enthusiasm over the part that the director wanted me to take on, she was there to listen and support me.

Listening to everyone chatting and laughing around the table, I felt torn.

This could be my life. I could stay here in Aberdeen. Maybe not here in my mom’s house, but I could find a place of my own and get some sort of job, even if it meant working in an unskilled trade like Annabelle had done, just trying to make ends meet. I could have Jesse as my real boyfriend, and I could be close to my family.

If I did that, though, I would be giving up on dance. Oh, maybe I could keep up with training on my own up in the little studio that I was renting. Would that ever really be enough for me? No. I kne