Chapter 77
Lorenzo
My mate was a dream in my arms that part of myself was still wholly unconvinced that this was my reality.
The dancing lessons I went to as a kid also seemed to more than pay off despite the thundering beats my heart was making, almost falling into the rhythm of the music that serenaded us beautifully. But none of the splendor, the finery that the woman in my arms had personally handpicked, compared to the real star of the occasion. Her.
She was the moon, the stars, and the night sky combined; the embodiment of ethereal beauty. There was nothing in my chest but humbled pride, crushing me from the inside out as she grinned, as both our feet quickly carried us in sweeping motions across the floor.
Her eyes twinkled as I led her through a twirl. Again, an echo of amusem
