Hans slightly tilted his head, not so obvious, but I got whatever he wanted to say.
“Look at your parents. They’re glad to see that we’re getting along, although I know you’re not feeling the same way,” Hans added, making a sarcastic smile. “Are you really going to ruin that?”
I blinked twice, my gaze moving to where he was looking.
He was right. My parents were delighted at the sight.
And it’s just not them and my parents. The other guests look happy now that we’re together, too, although I could see some envious eyes glaring at me.
I’d happily switch positions with them if they wanted to.
“Fine.” I sighed, now returning to my senses. “Let’s just dance, shall we?”
My lips curved into my usual, sweet smile. It was something I learned how to do, either genuinely or by force, because
