Nate stood on the front step, not being able to will himself to move closer. After Summerdale, he had come to terms with the fact that he had lost everyone he had been close to. He had accepted that he would never see his friends and family again. But, when he heard her name mentioned in reference to one of Darcy’s dance classes, he had felt something he had felt since- since Mara had come back- hope. But if it wasn’t her, if he had wandered into a Dance Studio for nothing, it would kill him all over again. He didn’t want to go through that again, but he also knew he couldn’t continue standing in the door way of a child’s dance class without coming across like a creeper. So, without second though, he let out a deep breath, entering the studio, and hesitantly calling out, “Uh... Summer?”
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