I Will Love Myself Chapter 06
I was stunned. Legs were important to anyone. How were her legs broken?
Looking at me, she gave a bitter smile. “If I hadn’t come to find you and taken you away, you would end up exactly like me.”
Before I could respond, she added, “They would make you attend the celebration for Rachel’s admission to university. A car accident would happen on your way home.”
She paused and looked out the window. Watching the view flashing by, she thought of the tragedy again.
“To protect Rachel, Mom and Dad would swerve the steering wheel toward you.
The other side of the car, where you sit, would be crashed.
And your legs would be disabled in the accident.”
I stiffened in shock.
It turned out that my parents not only usually neglected me and were biased against me, but also would choose Rachel over me at a critical juncture.
Tears flowed out of my eyes unbidden. I wiped and wiped, but they wouldn’t stop.
She turned to me and smiled, “What are you crying for?
“Everything can be fixed in time this time. The accident won’t happen again.”
Then, she handed me a file.
I opened it. It was a brochure of dance classes with their schedules.
Under the logos of the best dance studios in the city and even in the country were the timetables of customized lessons provided by them.
“I signed you up for the best dance class by the best teacher. You can have some lessons during this holiday.
Don’t worry about the money. You’ll be filthy rich in the future.”
My hands trembled a little as I looked at the thin materials.
With my own help, I finally achieved my childhood dream at 18.
But I started too late. My youngest classmate was only three years old, and the oldest was five.
Standing in the classroom, I stuck out like a sore thumb.
While the other girls did splits and backbends easily, I winced in pain even when stretching my legs.
I didn’t give up, though.
I did leg stretches and hip openers day after day.
After practicing the movements over 100 times, I had muscle memory of them.