'So you really don't know how to dance?' Rory was sitting on my bed, holding a cup of coffee and a plate of fruits, her legs dangling to and fro as she took her first sip and made the sound of satisfaction. She glanced at me with a look of guilt since she knew I hadn't had tea for a while now.
'It is just one dance and I have asked the one handling the song to make it for like five minutes or less. And well, I don't know if your brother will dance or not. He might choose to come late and miss the first dance completely'
It wasn't like I was excited to dance with him. I wanted to miss the whole event, but after talking with Maria last time, I knew that I had to be there as part of being a host and try to attend it for as long as I could. And unlike her son, I wasn't going to ignore her
