Chapter 0187
On the dance floor, Nicholas placed his hand on my hip. I placed mine of his shoulder. The orchestra began to play, and Nicholas led me forward in a dance.

His jaw was clenched and he wasn’t looking at me. Even compared to our previous dances, his movements now were stiff and unnatural.

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