“I’m so happy for you, darling,” Stacy said, a broad smile lighting up her face as she looked at Genesis, who was positively radiant, beaming back at her.

“I’m so happy too. I still can’t believe it’s actually happening,” Genesis replied, her hand drifting to her still-flat stomach. Somehow, though, she swore she could already feel the faintest swell beginning.

“You’re damn right it’s happening,” Calista cut in, “but we’re just as gutted that you won’t be dancing anymore. You deserved that role.”

Genesis nodded, a flicker of sadness crossing her eyes. She would miss the stage until after the baby arrived, yet deep down a quiet relief stirred, she...