Chapter 2
While the nurse dressed my wounds, I caught fragments of conversation between Caspian and Dad in the hallway.
“Jesus, Dad,” Caspian whispered harshly, “Val’s already destroyed. Do we seriously need to leak the assault footage to TikTok and Twitter?”
After a calculated pause, Dad responded with chilling detachment.
“Post it. No reputable ballet school will touch a student with that kind of viral scandal.”
Something shattered inside me as fresh tears spilled down my cheeks.
“Am I hurting you?” the nurse asked, alarmed by my sudden reaction.
I couldn’t even form words, unable to separate the searing pain in my legs from the gaping wound in
my soul.
The two men I’d built my entire world around weren’t satisfied with breaking my body–they were methodically erasing everything I’d ever been.
My entire existence reduced to collateral damage.
Within minutes, my phone exploded with notifications. Hands trembling, I unlocked it to find clips of my torture trending on TikTok, spreading across Twitter, and dissected in gruesome detail on multiple university subreddits.
beneath them gutted me:
so perfect at Manhattan Dance Academy. Karma’s finally caught up! #FakePrincess
undermining other dancers, sleeping with instructors for solos. This meltdown
and burn this spectacularly. Guess
91.5%
comment drove the air from my lungs until I was hyperventilating, my vision tunneling as my entire identity
brother role. He gently covered my
my phone away, his Academy Award–worthy performance beginning: “Caspian, what the FUCK? I specifically told you to contain
had our tech team scrubbing everything, but someone must’ve saved
synchronized deception was flawless–practiced, precise, and
made bile rise
mine–locked onto my face with practiced sincerity: “Valentina Catherine Dagonet, listen to me. No matter what vicious lies they spread, you will always
who tries to
does.”
disappeared within
already been downloaded thousands of times, reposted, remixed with cruel commentary, transformed into
had worked
future at SAB had
compound fractures to both tibias, two broken ribs, second–degree burns on approximately 15%
her arms.”
choosing his words carefully. “Most concerning are the facial lacerations. Fifteen distinct knife
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