The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 25

“So this is what elite ballet training really looks like,” Leo said, leaning in the doorway of the rehearsal room as he watched Ariana finish her warm–up. “Makes hockey practice look like

a walk in the park.

Ariana laughed, wiping sweat from her forehead with a towel. “Yeah right. I bet your training sessions are just as brutal.”

Leo walked in and sat on a nearby bench, offering her a bottle of water. “To be honest, I always thought ballet was all about grace and floating around. But watching you train… it’s. like seeing a serious athlete at work.”

Ariana took a sip and nodded. “Most people get it wrong. Every ‘effortless‘ move you see on stage comes from thousands of hours of practice and too many injuries to count.”

Leo’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “Just like hockey. People only see us gliding around. scoring goals, but never the 5 AM practices or the bruises.”

They exchanged knowing smiles, understanding each other without needing words.

“Any chance you’re free after my show tonight?” she asked as she adjusted her pointe shoes. “There’s this great place around the corner…”

“I’m free,” Leo answered without hesitation, his smile warm. “Always free for you.”

That dinner became their first real date, then came a second, third… With each meeting. their connection grew deeper.

they discovered shared values – the relentless. pursuit of excellence, passion for their crafts,

its end, the reality of their

her one evening as they sat on a bench in Central Park. “Doctors don’t think he has much time left.”

Chapter 25

his hand, feeling his pain. “I’m so sorry, Leo. Is there

is falling apart. Dad’s always been the one running everything, and as the only

hockey,” Ariana

eyes glistening. “Hockey’s my life, you know? But so is my family. I can’t just let everything my dad built come

–

past months, she’d truly gotten to know Leo Reed his kindness, his integrity, his unwavering

her

you,” she said firmly. “I can find dance opportunities in America. Maybe not

the National Ballet – that’s what dancers dream about

that up.”

she squeezed his hand tighter. “I love you, Leo Reed. And I believe once. you get the business back on track, you can return to hockey.”

stared at her, surprise and gratitude filling his eyes. “You’d really do all that

kissing him. “Not for you. For

proved far more complicated than they’d imagined. Reed