The problem with saying yes to one more dance—
was that sometimes—
one more became the one you never forgot.
The music slowed again.
Gentle.
Familiar.
Almost as if the band understood that not every memory needed to be loud.
Noah offered his hand.
Lily took it without hesitation.
Neither of them noticed how natural that had become.
Around them, the gym buzzed with laughter and conversation.
But once they stepped onto the dance floor—
everything else seemed to fade into the background.
Emily watched from across the room with a smile.
Jason nudged Ryan.
“They’re doing the thing again.”
“What thing?”
“The looking at each other like nobody else exists thing.”
Ryan glanced over.
Then nodded once.
“They are.”
“I told you.”
“You tell me a lot of things.”
“This time I’m righ
