Chapter 3 Strip on Stage
On the day of the performance, I pushed through the intense pain in my feet and made my way onto the stage.
As the spotlight hit me, I felt like I was 18 again. I momentarily forgot about the humiliating video, the child who wasn’t mine, and the insincere affection of my husband.
But I only enjoyed the beauty of the stage for a few seconds before disaster struck.
The zipper of my custom–made costume broke, and before I could react, I felt hands from behind ripping my clothes off.
In front of everyone, my costume fell away, leaving me in nothing but my underwear, exposed under the blinding lights.
For a moment, my mind went blank, as if my very soul had been ripped
away.
The audience gasped. Countless cameras turned toward me, and whispers of mockery filled the air.
Dazed and overwhelmed, I covered myself and staggered off the stage. But by that night, photos of me, naked, were all over the news and trending online.
“Oh my God, look at her belly–so loose, with all those red stretch marks. It’s giving me anxiety!”
“This is so disgusting! She should just go home and take care of her husband and kids! Why is she out here dancing and grossing everyone
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“Did you see the video of her giving birth? Peeing all over the place! It’s even worse! She used to be called the ballerina princess, but now… I think calling her a fat old lady would be more fitting.”
That same night, Alissa posted a picture of herself in a bikini, showing off her body, with the following caption.
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[Still sticking to my fitness routine today. Don’t worry, I’m never getting married or having kids. I’m dedicating my life to dance. I’ll never marry into a rich family and turn into an old woman with a ruined body!]
The comments section praised her career dedication, but most people were still mocking me.
I curled up in the dark, my hands shaking uncontrollably, almost unable to hold my phone.
That was when Lionel and Dion barged in. The two faces, so alike, were both clouded with anger.
“Shameless woman! How embarrassing! You stripped on stage! You have no shame! I don’t want you to be my mother!” Dion’s eyes, full of
disgust, screamed at me.
“You really have no dignity. You’d go as far as stripping in front of everyone just to get attention. You’ve completely let me down.” Lionel’s voice was cold, his words sharp.
“Do you realize you ruined Alissa’s performance? Are you really that jealous of her? Since you like dancing without clothes, then go ahead and do it!” he continued.
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Before I could react, two bodyguards appeared behind him, tearing my clothes off without hesitation.
“No, I won’t go! What are you doing?” I shook my head frantically, screaming in panic, but they didn’t listen. They dragged me to the rooftop without a word.
“Let her dance here all night. If she doesn’t obey, we’ll show her what happens.” Lionel tossed those words over his shoulder before leaving with Dion.
That night, the snow fell thick and heavy.
The bodyguards forced me to dance naked on the rooftop in the freezing cold. My feet had long gone numb, and I kept slipping and falling onto the snow, only to be yanked up by my hair and thrown back into place.
The thick snow was stained with layers of my crimson footprints.
By the time the first light of dawn broke, I finally collapsed, frozen and unconscious in the snow, my face still streaked with tears that had frozen into ice.
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