The harmonious dance music became louder as Rosalie approached the hall. Once she was outside the opened doors, she could hear the soft murmur of voices, belonging to both men and women, as they softly spoke to each other. Something was happening and Rosalie presumed that the dance had already begun. She sighed, realizing that she was about to walk into the wall and watch Creed dancing with someone.
"Calm yourself, Rosalie," she said, feeling the void in her chest begin to grow. She stepped forward and stopped right by the doorframe. The crowd had circled the center of the room, leaving enough space from the door to the center for anyone to be able to walk through. There was a chandelier in the middle of the ceiling that hovered above the dance floor.
Ahead, parallel to the door, there w
