PROLOGUE 

      In a city alive with the rhythm of ambition and dreams, two sisters, Ari and Mia, navigated the complexities of love, jealousy, and ambition. Ari, the older sister, was a quiet soul with big dreams, determined to make her mark in the world. Mia, on the other hand, was bold and assertive, unafraid to take what she wanted—even if it meant competing with her own sister.

Their lives took a sharp turn when Ari met Leo, a charismatic dancer whose passion and charm captured her heart. But Leo was no stranger to the sisters—he had once been the object of Mia’s affection. Though Leo had made it clear to Mia that his feelings were not romantic, the knowledge that her sister was now growing closer to him sparked a rivalry that neither of them fully understood.

As Ari and Leo’s bond deepened, so did the tension between the sisters. Ari’s feelings for Leo grew, but she was conflicted by her loyalty to Mia and the unresolved emotions that lingered between them. Their relationship was further complicated by Leo’s own uncertainty. While there was undeniable chemistry between him and Ari, he hesitated to define their relationship, leaving Ari in a state of confusion and longing.

The story unfolds as Ari and Leo navigate their complicated feelings for each other. The dance studio becomes a place of both solace and tension, where emotions run high and unspoken words hang in the air. Each encounter between Ari and Leo brings them closer, yet pushes them apart, as they struggle with their own fears and insecurities.

Mia, watching from the sidelines, battles her own jealousy and resentment. She had once loved Leo deeply, and seeing him with her sister reopens old wounds. But Mia is not one to be easily deterred. She is determined to protect her sister, even if it means confronting her own feelings and accepting the reality of the situation.

TO HEAVEN WITH YOU

 Ari woke up the next morning, feeling the weight of yesterday's emotions still pressing down on her. The rain had stopped, but the sky outside was still overcast, matching her mood perfectly. She lay there, cocooned in her bed, staring blankly at the curtains drawn across her window. The soft light filtering through them did little to lift her spirits, and for what seemed like hours, she just lay there, lost in her thoughts. 


Everything felt heavy. Her limbs, her heart, even the air around her seemed dense, as if it was pressing down on her chest. She couldn’t bring herself to move, let alone get out of bed and face the world. It felt easier to just lie there, to let the silence wash over her, and hope that maybe, if she stayed still long enough, the pain would eventually fade. 


A DAY OF SILENCE