The Faceless Ballerina

Summary

I fought my sister, Anna, for two lifetimes to become the Donna.

In my first life, I got what I wanted. I became Lorenzo's woman. People said he loved me as if I were the air in his lungs. When he learned that I loved to dance, he bought an entire ballet company to keep me onstage.

Then he broke my legs. He confined me to a wheelchair and displayed me like an ornament.

One day, he brushed his fingers across my face and finally told me the truth.

"I've seen enough dancing," he said. "And the one I truly love was never you."

I died in that room, swallowed by despair.