Dance brought us back together. Our pain and hurt bled out with every movement, with every step across the dancefloor. The Breakers never expected to love me again and I never believed we could get past our pain. Yet here we are. My Breakers are mine once more. But nothing is ever that simple when it comes to us. True happiness only comes when you’re free. Free to love. Free to dance. Free to live. But that kind of freedom comes at a high price. The Breakers are still members of the Skins. Jeb is still their leader. David is still a psychopath, and now there are new enemies to contend with. Dance might have brought us back together, but it’s going to take more than a beautiful routine to keep us all alive. It’s time for the Breakers to own up to their truth, just like I did. It’s time for the Breakers to live up to their name. It’s time for the Breakers to start breaking things.
