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.

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

learned that Brian had signed up, she hadn’t hesitated to join as

one problem—she

teacher. But dance lessons weren’t cheap, and good instructors were hard to come by. After asking around, she had finally managed to book an appointment with a

She had also borrowed a

so her initial movements were notably stiff. A week into practice, she had made

where

ball fast approaching, she dedicated all her spare time outside of studying to practicing her dance moves. She tirelessly rehearsed the steps day and night, even while eating,

often found herself practicing alone in the large rehearsal space. Wearing high heels for extended periods and

way, and before she knew it, she had lost count of how many she had endured. Her motivation to continue through the pain was fueled by the anticipation of dancing with

the popularity of invitees like Brian meant those further back in the line might not get a chance at all. Luckily, she

gown struck a stunning balance between elegance and allure, drawing all