Ten years ago, reality star Selena Martinez was my dance partner and my girl. Consumed with being a celebrity, her inner beauty has been replaced by an ugly lust for fame. When our coach offers me $5,000 a week to appear on TV's hot ballroom dance reality show, I have no desire to relive my painful past with Selena, but I made a promise to my buddy that I'd take care of his wife and kids if he died on the battlefield.
One season, ten weeks, a small sacrifice to make for the man who saved my life.
Hand me my dance shoes.
I'm in.
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