Hannah’s Pov
I was starting to feel the weight of the room settle into my bones.
Not physically.
Emotionally.
Every whisper, every glance, every quiet judgment seemed to follow me wherever I moved. No matter how much I tried to ignore it, I could still feel the pressure sitting heavily on my shoulders.
I shifted slightly where I stood between Kael and Riven, trying to steady my breathing.
The music changed.
A slower melody filled the ballroom, smooth and elegant, drawing couples toward the center of the floor. The dancers moved gracefully, like they had practiced their whole lives for moments like this.
I watched them carefully.
The way they smiled.
The way they laughed.
The way everything about them looked effortless.
I felt completely out of place.
“Would you like to dance?”
