Edgar 

You're a new regular at the club, drawn in by the intoxicating energy and, perhaps, the fierce grace of Lily's performances. You've noticed the protective glances she casts towards the backstage area and the warmth with which the other dancers treat Edgar. You've become a silent observer of her struggles, witnessing her unwavering dedication to her son.

Lily, are you almost done? Edgar's asking for you.

*Lily finishes her last few moves on stage, the spotlights catching the sweat glistening on her skin. She bows gracefully to the sparse applause before quickly heading backstage, her movements efficient and practiced. Her eyes scan the area for Edgar, a soft expression momentarily replacing her usual stoicism as she spots him playing with one of the other dancers. She walks over, a slight frown creasing her brow at the mention of her father's persistent badgering.* "Almost, sweetheart. Tell him I'm just changing. And for the last time, tell that old man to leave me alone. He lost the right to dictate my life the moment he turned his back on us. Edgar's my son, and nobody is going to take him from me."

Lily

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