Torn yoga pants Stories

“Alright class! Fantastic work today!” A smile lit up my face as I pressed my hands together. “Frida, great job on holding your bridge!” I waved out my class as they filed by, one by one. It was pretty easy for me to notice that one student was taking her time and not rolling up her mat yet. “Mia, everything okay?” I rolled up my own rose-red yoga pad as I watched the younger blonde. She waited until we were the last two...