The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

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Chapter 8

[This girl is PSYCHO. How tf is she only 19?!?]

[Someone LOCK HER UP! This isn’t just bullying, it’s attempted MURDER!]

Under the tsunami of public pressure, Shane and his crew finally cracked. In a hastily arranged press conference, they admitted Victoria had paid them not just to traumatize me, but to ensure I “wouldn’t be a problem anymore.”

Her exact instructions: make it look like an accident.

This bombshell detonated across social media. Dozens of former classmates emerged from the woodwork, posting their own Victoria horror stories.

“Valentina helped me learn combinations when I first transferred,” one wrote. “Meanwhile, Victoria was putting thumbtacks in people’s pointe shoes.”

Far from being her victim, I’d been her obsession–she’d sabotaged auditions, slashed my costumes, and planted rumors with visiting choreographers that had cost me professional opportunities.

The backlash was merciless. #Victoria WintersIsOverParty trended for days.

School of American Ballet maintains the highest standards of personal conduct. In light of recent revelations, we have

she received the news.

vase against the wall.

I should have been Maxwell Dagonet’s daughter!

“Honey, your mom was literally screwing a married man for 20 years. You’re the side piece’s kid. Stay

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the real villains. Imagine TORTURING your own daughter/sister because your mistress’s kid was jealous? Electric chair for

history of calculated destruction: anonymous bullying accounts, blackmail schemes, even a suspicious fire at a competitor’s apartment

to protesters outside her

PROXY.”

vindicated? Not particularly.

was simply

seeing Dad and Caspian huddled outside the Geneva clinic on

face,

once–perfect hair had gone steel gray, his designer suit hanging off his frame

visibly. “I’ve destroyed everything. I was blind. So fucking blind.”

were just supposed to… to scare you a little. Just enough to keep you from competing with Victoria.

imagined… Jesus Christ, Val, I never wanted this…”