What can you do?

"May I ask you for a dance?" He maintained this pose without moving, waiting for her permission.

Letitia looked at his hand, which had a wide palm and a ring on its knuckles. She knew that his palm was hot and there was something indescribably safe about it.

After just a few seconds, she reached out and gently placed her hand in his palm.

The music started, an upbeat and warm tune, and she leaned in slightly, responding to a lady's etiquette as Joshua himself had taught her earlier.

The next second, under the moonlight, Joshua gently took her by the waist and stepped down to the first dance point.

The moon was so beautiful and Joshua kept his eyes on her, his eyes focused as if the wind and the moon were unimportant and only she was the treasure.

Letitia twirled in circles, as if she had forgotten the unpleasantness of the moment, as the wind passed through her hair, as if a flock of doves had flown by, beating their wings with a crisp sound.