Miss Reneta’s voice rang out from the front of the studio.

“Genesis, please come here.”

Genesis glanced toward her, noticing the gentle wave. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

Which brother?

She didn’t have any brothers—except Jimmy and Mark—and both were monsters.

She didn’t want to see them.

She was terrified.

She wasn’t the same girl anymore. But Melanie and her friends weren’t them, and the fear she felt now was almost paralyzing.

Slowly, Genesis began to make her way over to the ballet instructor, her steps hesitant and slow. Miss Reneta’s brow furrowed as she approached and gently wrapped a hand around Genesis’s shoulder.

“Are you okay,...