Uncertainty

As I sat backstage, nursing my swollen ankle, my mind was spinning. I kept going over the moment I fell, how my heel had caught on something. But it wasn't the edge of the stage as I'd thought—it was the carpet. I had noticed earlier that something was off with it the heel, but I ignored it.

Now I was paying the price for my carelessness.

I sighed, feeling the pain in my ankle intensify. My thoughts were interrupted when Nyssa stormed in, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her expression was unreadable, but I could feel t

her disappointment before she even opened her mouth.

"What the hell was that?" Nyssa's voice was sharp, cutting through the quiet room. "Do you realize how embarrassing that was?"

I flinched, opening my mouth to explain what had happened, but she didn't give me the chance.