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When they stopped, the room was quiet.

Laufey placed a hand on Dr. Vane’s shoulder. The old woman’s frame was bird-light, but her eyes were fierce. The music started—a slow, sad waltz—and Laufey moved. laufey degree

It wasn’t beautiful. It wasn’t polished. But for three minutes, Laufey didn’t think about left feet or gym teachers or aunts at weddings. She just moved, and Dr. Vane moved with her. When they stopped, the room was quiet

“So this is your final exam,” Dr. Vane said. “No music. No counts. Just you and me and the space between.” When they stopped