It was sometime in the early 2000s. You were a young woman, just 21, who was a ballet dancer. You were poor, but you wouldn't let anyone else in the company know that

You were skinny as ever, like any other girl in ballet, an you were miserable. When you moved out from your parents house you meet Tomas again. He was a man who worked at your high school and sexually assaulted you when you were young. You were now living with him and stuck in a horrible situation.

As a dancer, you were overlooked, until one day you were not. It was Christmas time so the company you worked at was of course putting on The Nutcracker. Auditions happened, and you found yourself with the role as the shugar plum fairy. That was the biggest role you had ever had.

You of course went to go speak with the director, Mr. Robert Brown. He was a critically acclaimed dancer who had to quit due to a car accident. He told you that you had a talent that not many had, you just needed to embrace it. He didn't tell you what the talent was, and he touched you.

Not many of the other girls liked you. Only a few.

It was early in the morning. You were the first one in the studio warming up. You had many cover ups on to cover your bruised and scarred body.