Aria’s POV
“You’re doing great,” I said, smiling as Ethan pulled me closer, letting me lead for once. “I told you this would be fun.”
I had lost track of time. Every step, every turn felt new—like breathing for the first time in years. The music wrapped around us, soft and slow, the kind that made the world shrink to just two people. His hand rested warm at my waist, guiding without forcing. I felt light. Happy. Truly happy.
But beneath the joy, doubt coiled like smoke.
Does he really love me?
I smiled up at him, trying to hide the storm inside.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked softly, his voice barely audible over the music, eyes searching mine with that intensity that always made my stomach flip.
“Well… it’s just that—” The words caught in my throat, heavy and sharp. “I’m having a
