For every written story, there lies another story. A story that inspired and pushed the author to write something. And it is a great pleasure to share it to you, reader. 

My family and I used to visit our relatives every Sunday; their location was almost two hours away from us. I would sit beside the car's door and look at the places outside. Then, there's this certain ballet school that we always pass by. I can't quite point out what made it special to me, but one thing I'm sure of is that after seeing it for the first time, I learned to look forward to seeing it every Sunday. 

As time went by, I thought of making a story related to ballet. It was a long process, really. I don't have any idea how to do ballet which left me watching ballet performances videos and researching about it. So, I'm not really sure to say that this story is accurate when it comes to ballet, I'm sorry. *cries*

Anyway, after a series of frustrated thoughts and jolly ones, this story finally came to birth.

Thank you so much for giving your time to read this, reader. Thank you! 

You are a blessing and I thank God for you. I might not know you personally but one thing I'm sure of is that you are dearly loved more than you could ever know. You are loved by the Creator of Love Himself. 
 

Till then,

lo.ve