-Sean-
As the echoes of the applause began to fade, my heart was still racing, the adrenaline coursing through my veins almost as fiercely as it had during the performance. I hadn't just watched Aria dance; I had witnessed a transformation, not just hers but also my own. That moment, with the lights shining so brightly on her delicate skin, cast in hues that mirrored the twilight sky, felt like an awakening.
Aria, my Midnight Phoenix, had graced the stage with such intensity that every jump, every twist, captured the essence of resilience. As the last notes hung in the air, I wiped away the betrayal of tears that had slipped down my cheeks—tears that spoke of pride, admiration, and a fierce desire to protect her from the world's cruelty. I couldn't help but think of the struggle that la
