"The music..." he mentions, a slower song casually begins to play, the couples are piling up, we are not the only ones. Let yourself go, everything will flow naturally...

“You make it all look so easy”

“And you keep seeing the impossibility, Aryanna” —he comments, I'm not angry, he's absolutely right.

“I'm sorry I can not avoid it”

“I know you can do it”

Soon, the crash of his chest against mine begins, we move to the rhythm of a dance that is too slow and we look into each other's eyes. It ove