He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 244

However, the rehearsal hall was designed solely for dance training, not therapeutic recovery. The primary issue lay in the absence of appropriate equipment.

Rebecca analyzed the rehabilitation videos, devising modifications for each exercise to suit her present circumstances and surroundings

At the clinic, nurses had aided her. Now, operating solo, she tumbled repeatedly. Within moments, she was sweating profusely, her body throbbing with discomfort.

“Rebeccal

Following another fall, a compassionate voice came from behind her, paired with supportive hands lifting her, just as in the old days at the dance academy.

“Lauren.” She felt somewhat apprehensive, then nodded at Desmond, who had come together with Lauren.

She wanted to pursue rehabilitation, but she didn’t want anyone to know, afraid of failed recovery and dashed expectations.

Lauren shook her head in disapproval. Rebecca mistook it for skepticism about her recovery and felt a pang of disappointment.

That was fine. She hadn’t harbored grand illusions anyway. She mustered a smile, though the situation felt somewhat uncomfortable.

“You foolish girl, how can you attempt this without safeguards? Are you aiming to turn yourself into a bandaged mess?” Lauren sighed. “With the entire touring troupe at your disposal, including several support personnel, why not seek assistance? If you’re hesitant to ask others, why not me? We share accommodations, after all.”

“Me too. My performance wrapped up today, I’ll train with you tomorrow,” Desmond said.

Rebecca stiffened, recalling the timid version of herself who had lived warily in Vance’s shadow, silently processed everything on her own, and never dared to seek his help for fear of troubling him or losing his love

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