Adrian Volkov did not just make me the lead he demanded my complete erasure. During rehearsal, he ordered me to strip off my skirt to display muscle fear, declaring, From tonight, you belong only to me. Soon, I was forced to sign an isolation agreement that systematically severed my ties with my fiancé, Ben. Trapped in a locked dressing room before opening night, I face an irreversible choice. Adrian demands absolute submission for his final step. I must either surrender my sanity, or expose the hidden Dancer Plasticity Index proving he deliberately targets fragile girls. But defying him means instantly annihilating my debut and my entire classical ballet career. As the overture plays, he presses me ruthlessly into the chair. With the stage waiting, will I break free, or become another shattered swan?