Dancing with a Star

Three years... that's how long it has been since my husband was killed by a drunk driver while coming home from work.
Am I happy? To an extent... I guess. I have good days, and I have bad days.
Am I alone? No, our son is three years old, about to turn four.
It was 10 at night, and he was coming back from another double shift, and I was having bad pregnancy symptoms, hoping I would be able to stop it, when I got the call... that my husband was hit and was killed on impact.
I now work as a professional dancer on the Dancing with the Stars and this will be my first year as someone's teacher, and I knew the pay was higher.
With this job, my son, Wesley Luke Sutter the Third, and I would be able to live without worries- which is exactly why I took it.
I do everything and anything for my son to live comfortably, but I didn't realize that I would be paid like I was.
"Hey, Evelina?" Mark called, making me smile as I turned around from preparing my first routine for next week, when I meet my first partner.
"Yes, Marcus?" I teased, making him glare at me.
"BC Jean and I are going out to dinner tonight?" he asked, making me roll my eyes.
"Yeah, no, I'm not going out on another one of your blind dates. Besides, I can't. Rachel has a date tonight, my brother is coming home, and I have no one to watch my son," I said, making him sigh.
"You need to get back out there, Evelina. Start another chapter with someone new," he said, walking out.
A new beginning? I can't.

Notes

Hey, everybody! As you can tell, I'm redoing this book. I didn't like it and then got this idea and was like HEY! So, I'm getting rid of the old chapters and rewriting them. :) I hope you all will stick with me on these! Also, I should get a computer soon. I'm getting taxes back soon. Love you all and I hope you keep reading!
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