Angela’s POV
At first, everything felt stable. He walked beside Dusty, holding the reins and making sure the horse moved slowly. The motion made me stiff at first, but after a few minutes, I began to adjust.
It felt… incredible. The height, the wind against my face, the steady rhythm of Dusty’s steps, unfamiliar, but strangely exhilarating. I even found myself smiling.
“See? Not so hard, right?” the young man said, glancing at me.
I nodded quickly. “Yeah… honestly, I like it. Can I try holding the reins myself?”
He hesitated, then finally let go. “Alright. Just remember, be gentle. Don’t pull too hard. Horses respond to even light pressure.”
I nodded, confident, gripping the reins. Dusty took a few calm steps, and I felt like I had control. I even tried guiding him to turn. It worked
