"Never give up, never surrender!" Aurea whispered under her breath, her voice trembling with determination.
Her body quivered as she balanced on her tiptoes, one leg extended gracefully behind her while the other struggled to hold steady. She clung to the bar in front of the mirror, her reflection staring back at her—a blend of resolve and exhaustion.
Sweat trickled down her temples, and her breath came in short, labored gasps. Slowly, she raised one arm overhead, trying to maintain the fluid line of her movement. But as the seconds stretched, her balance wavered, and her foot slipped from its precarious point.
With a soft gasp, she stumbled, gripping the bar tightly to avoid falling.