The stage may be my playground, but every move is a story I write with my body, leaving traces of desire and dreams in the shadows of the night.
Single Mama to #cade. Dancer for #clubsiren
Fierce and protective.
Literate and descriptive.
Penned by #butterfly
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@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC I smiled, I had never heard of that place but I knew that would be fun.
“ I’m up for whatever. “
We got the hotel booked, got the food ( sharing it with Cade ) and spent the rest of the night watching Magic Mike.
@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC Megan listened their conversation thoughtfully. When Scarlett turned to her she shook her head.
“ not yet, though I’m sure my mom can watch him and take him to school for a few days. We all could use this. “
@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC I sat down as I listened to them, I didn’t have anything really to add to the conversation. The trip sounded like something that would be fun.
@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC Once @Skylar_SSC showed me the spare room, i got Cade ready in his pajamas and pulled out his favorite blanket. Getting him, comfortable I turned on a movie for him and headed downstairs.
At her question I smiled “ I’m with Scarlett on that and Cade is good with anywhere that
@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC I got everything Cade would need: Some pajamas, toys, certain things he likes and some pull ups just in case. I got my stuff as well and headed out to her car.
Getting him buckled in, I made sure he was secure in his car seat and handed him his tablet to watch on the way+
@ScarlettR_SSC@Skylar_SSC @Garrison_SSC I got the text as I was feeding Cade his dinner. I always liked him to eat early as it helped his body digest it properly.
Reading the reply I sent back “ Do you mind if I bring Cade? I don’t want to leave him home by himself he won’t bother anyone I can set up +
Preface
I leaned against the kitchen counter, a smile playing on my lips as I watched Damian move effortlessly around the stove, preparing our favorite dinner. The soft notes of jazz floated through the room, mixing with the comforting sizzle of garlic in the pan.
The stage may be my playground, but every move is a story I write with my body, leaving traces of desire and dreams in the shadows of the night.
Single Mama to #cade. Dancer for #clubsiren
Fierce and protective.
Literate and descriptive.
Penned by #butterfly
↺ + ♡
Disclaimer
For readers familiar with the original story, please note that this version includes some adjustments to the storyline and character dynamics. While many of the original characters remain, the relationship between
I was blind to the signs, too trusting to see the cracks beneath our picture-perfect surface. I had no idea that secrets were waiting in the shadows, ready to shatter everything I held dear.
Preface
I leaned against the kitchen counter, a smile playing on my lips as I watched Damian move effortlessly around the stove, preparing our favorite dinner. The soft notes of jazz floated through the room, mixing with the comforting sizzle of garlic in the pan.
Moments like these made me believe in forever, in a love that felt easy and complete.
But looking back now, I realize how naive I was, how much I wanted to believe in the fairy tale we’d created.