HERMIONE
"That was a rendition I performed in middle school," I say.
"You mean it's been ages since you've practiced? I felt like I was watching a performance from a professional."
"I haven't performed publicly since middle school," I clarify. "I continued practicing privately after I became a doctor."
"You looked passionate. You would have thrived if you had pursued ballet. You're good at everything."
I snort. "Says the man who has a network of businesses."
He rolls his eyes, smiling.
We are still locked in each other's embrace, dancing slowly to a slow melody that fills the air. I cup Aiden's shoulder, resting my head on his chest as we both sway gently to the rhythm.
"It was my dream to be a ballerina," I say, opening up to Aiden about my desires, Mom's discouragement, and Da
