Chapter 4: The Slow Dance
For the first hour, everything seemed perfect.
Mason held her hand.
He got her punch.
He listened when she spoke.
At one point I watched Elsie laugh openly without covering her mouth.
I had to turn away before she saw me crying.
Then the slow dance started.
Mason guided her onto the dance floor.
One hand rested gently on her waist.
She looked nervous.
Happy.
Hopeful.
Then Mason leaned down and whispered something into her ear.
I saw her freeze.
He said something else.
Elsie’s entire body stiffened.
She jerked away from him.
Then she spun around and practically ran across the gym.
Straight toward me.
My stomach dropped.
Tears streamed down her face.
“Elsie?” I whispered.
She stopped in front of me, breathing hard. Continue Reading ⬇️
