Escape from Mr. Whitman (Emma and Theodore) novel Chapter 503

The dancers in the troupe were all around twenty, but every single one of them had been training for over a decade. They understood the grueling work and the profound respect the stage demanded.

With the performance just one day away, the two leads still hadn't arrived for the final rehearsals. Everyone knew what that meant.

If they didn't rehearse today, how could they possibly perform tomorrow? How could they guarantee their blocking would be perfect on an unfamiliar stage? And they were the leads!

To put it bluntly, their absence was a slap in the face to the entire troupe, an insult to all the injuries and sacrifices made during weeks of practice.

But no one dared to say a word. After all, everyone knew Sebastian was Emma's boyfriend.

All eyes were on Emma.

This was the final dress rehearsal.

Staring at the anxious faces before her, Emma finally made a decision. She turned to the male understudy. "You're on for tomorrow's performance. Are you confident you can do it?"

The understudy, caught completely off guard, just stared at her.

"Are you confident?" Emma repeated, her voice firm.

He hesitated for a second before his voice rang out, loud and clear. "Yes!"

*Good,* Emma thought. *From now on, you are the male lead of this ballet.*

But what about the female lead?

Their troupe was new, and they hadn't found a suitable female understudy yet. They had placed all their hopes in Faith, who was more than capable of handling the Edinburgh performance. Emma had planned to train another female lead after this run.

Now…

"Emma, why don't you dance the part yourself?" a dancer suggested quietly.

"Yeah, Emma, you choreographed the ballet. No one knows it better than you. And you've been recovering so well lately."

"Plus, you've been walking through the part in all the rehearsals!"

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