He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 245

Once certain pursuits were initiated, they demanded absolute commitment.

If Rebecca’s earlier approach to rehabilitation had been somewhat casual, now she pursued it with the resolute aim of returning to the stage.

It was no longer a question of accepting any outcome that might arise. Rather, she was firmly determined to reclaim her rightful place.

With her objective crystallized, her overall state elevated to a pinnacle of tenacity and resolve.

Her daily life revolved around video calls with Josette, supporting the troupe’s logistical needs, and seizing every available moment for her rehab exercises.

This full, busy life let her completely tune out everything back in Soliaridge.

That day signified the troupe’s conclusion of performances in France and their transition to Germany.

Rebecca rose quietly at five in the morning. This had become her established routine–awakening one or two hours before the others, which allowed her to complete her rehab session early.

During the day, she needed to take care of the wardrobe, makeup, and set preparations.

At six o’clock, Desmond arrived to see her already immersed in her exercises. He chuckled, “You’re starting earlier each day. Makes me feel like I’m constantly oversleeping.”

“Not at all. Since we’re relocating to a new hotel today, everyone is likely to rise early, so I began even sooner,” she explained.

He volunteered every day to serve as her spotter during rehab, claiming it doubled as his own training time, but she knew his presence was intentional, aimed at providing her with necessary support.

Desmond, Lauren, and Helia rotated shifts to accompany her each morning and evening without fail.

On the bus, she put on her headphones and took out her phone, intending to listen to music, when the photo app unexpectedly displayed an “On This Day” notification from the previous year.

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