Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 101

Chapter 101:

“Sure.”

Rachel had been about to refuse, but Brian was already on his feet, bowing slightly and extending his hand toward her like a true gentleman. “I don’t know how to dance. Let’s skip it.” It wasn’t an excuse.

She genuinely had no idea how to dance.

She had never been exposed to it growing up, and as a result, her movements always felt stiff and uncoordinated. The first time she had ever been drawn to the idea of dancing was in college—when she had seen Brian and Tracy moving effortlessly across the floor together.

It had been during her sophomore year at a university-hosted ball.

avoid awkward refusals, the event organizers had set a rule: if a student agreed to participate, it automatically meant

had signed up, she hadn’t hesitated to

just one problem—she didn’t know

asking around, she had finally managed

She had also borrowed a significant sum from

dancing before, so her initial movements were notably stiff. A week into practice, she

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fast approaching, she dedicated all her spare time outside of studying to practicing her dance moves. She tirelessly rehearsed the steps day

after countless hours of persistence and hard work, she began to understand the basics. She often found herself practicing alone in the large rehearsal space. Wearing high heels for extended periods and the lack of adequate rest led to a series of painful blisters

each new blister the same way, and before she knew it, she had lost count of how many she had

at 7 p.m. that night. Determined to secure a dance with Brian, she arrived early to get in line. It was essential to be at the front, as the popularity of invitees like Brian meant those further back in

on the dance floor captivated everyone. Tracy’s gown struck a stunning balance between elegance and allure, drawing