My brother's football captain hates ballet dancers. The first time we met, he threw my pointe shoes away. "Ballet is just pretty posing. So are you," he sneered. But he had no idea that his beloved online girlfriend was actually me—until the exact same voice note showed up in my chat: "Don't leave your little puppy behind."
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