Chapter 8: The Focal Point of the Evening

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Brian's austere countenance retained a subtle air of detachment as he fixed his penetrating gaze upon her. Recognizing her surprise, he lowered his voice, peering into her slightly entranced eyes. "Your grandfather insisted I share this opening dance with you." Isabella's mouth fell open in astonishment, confirming her suspicion! Her heart steadied, and in this moment, a confident smile graced her face. With a graceful bow, she acknowledged, "It's an honor to dance the opening number with Brian." In the next heartbeat, with lips slightly curved and dark tresses swaying, she followed his lead, placing her left hand lightly on his shoulder as they entered the dance floor. Throughout the entire process, she didn't spare a glance for Stephen standing on the sidelines... The air, once froze

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