Taste of Redemption

Stella

The sun is barely up when I begin to stir, but I can’t sleep any longer. Today is the day. My second chance. My redemption.

I stretch, feeling a blend of excitement and nerves course through my body. My second chance with the judges, a redemption—or another fail, depending on how things go. I’m hoping for the former.

But despite everything, my heart dips as I roll over and check my phone.