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Thomas drapes her neck with extra scarves and demands she wears gloves. Reporters are waiting outside despite hospital security doing their best to corral them. Do not answer any questions or respond to any baiting. Do not look at anyone.

Her lips are dry and taste like chemicals. But he insists on kissing. He even strokes her jaw afterward and makes that shuddering little laugh.

“Oh, my little princess,” he sighs. “I am so happy to see you better. Everyone has been asking how you are.”

Her psychiatrist says returning to ballet could be detrimental. But she is finally perfect.