I gasped. I blink a few times. And I wanted to get closer, but the pain in my feet kept me from doing so. And before I could fall, Rafa caught my arms.
He's real. The man in front of me is not a figment of my imagination.
I've been dancing a lot because if I just sat in the dark, there's a chance Rafa won't see me if he comes.
He found me from behind my back. He knows me well, too.
I lean in softly, my head against his chest. I was tired of dancing, and my feet hurt. I laughed when he doesn't know how to dance. I smiled as I felt his hands reach for my waist.
"Why is there no music?" he asked. "Is the program ended?" he added. I shook my head. You're just on time. I wrapped my arms around his waist softly . And when I peered behind us, I noticed that everyone was staring at us. And
