Andrew
I can't bear it any longer. Over the past hour, I've been tethered to this seat, fixated on the enchanting sight of her effortlessly mingling with the guests and gracefully dancing with her cousins. My leg bounces incessantly as I’m desperate for even a fleeting connection through our eyes. Alas, an entire hour slips by, and she fails to cast a single glance my way.
Her radiant smile is a bittersweet sight. Despite not linking her cousins, I can’t help but admire their vigilant care. Whenever dizziness struck, which has occurred a couple of times already, they were by her side in an instant. Thankfully, no signs of nausea marred her evening.
"Relax, Andrew," James advises.
"And quit bouncing that leg!" Ethan grumbles.
When oriental music fills the ballroom, Sky seizes a woman,
