Fiona was there, too. She excitedly recounted the competitions she had recently participated in and the awards she had won, and even asked me about the ones I had received in the past. She said she wanted to work hard to catch up to me.
After my accident, Fiona naturally took over my dance studio, entered competitions on my behalf, and became a rising star in the dance world.
She was now shining bright on stage.
And me? I touched the place where my right leg used to be.
All I could do was sit in my wheelchair every day, surrounded by the mess that my life had become.
I called Wyatt and told him I was having dinner at my parents' place and that he should pick me up after work.
When he heard Fiona was there, he didn't hesitate. He rushed right over.
Fiona pulled out an invitation at the dinner table with a mysterious smile. "This weekend, I have a dance competition hosted by the International Dance Association. You all have to be there."
No sooner had Fiona spoken than Wyatt snatched the invitation with excitement. "The International Dance Association! Fiona, you're really making a name for yourself now. To get into this competition..."
He and Fiona were deep in conversation at the table.
My mother occasionally added food to Fiona's plate, reminding her to eat more.
Then, Fiona passed the food to my plate. She said, "I need to watch my figure. A dancer's most important job is to stay in shape. Give it to Chloe. She's not dancing anymore, anyway."
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Fiona looked at me apologetically. "Chloe, I hope you don't mind me saying this before you. I'm just so happy. I wanted to share it with my family."
"Why would she mind? Chloe is thrilled for you," My mother interjected before I could respond. "My friends are so envious that even though Chloe can't dance anymore, she has a sister to carry on her legacy."
I kept my head down and stayed silent.
My father continued asking about the competition, reminding Fiona not to be nervous. He said with her skills, placing in the top three would be a breeze as long as she performed well.
As I watched my family enjoying, I cleared my throat at an inopportune moment. "Dad, Mom, I got a call from the police yesterday. They said they found the truck driver who hit me back then."
The room froze for a second.