Chapter 27: The belle of the ball

"I don't know how to dance," whispers Janice to Dylan, panicking.

"Just mimic my moves and, you'll be fine," he replies, bowing in front of her.

Janice does the same, holding her dress from either side. "Now what?" she mouths. He steps towards her, placing his hand around her waist and pulling her closer. He takes her hand and entangles his fingers in hers.

They are dancing in the centre and others circling them. "I never thought you would look this pretty." She smiles. She has been complimented from the time she steps inside the hotel but, his compliment feels different, like some sort of reassurance that indeed she is pretty.