They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 376: Is It Hot In Here Or…?

How, despite everything, she didn’t want the music to stop.

She ignored that voice.

Whatever these feelings were, they couldn’t be anything else. She knew her heart. She knew what was right. And romance? With Somto?

Impossible.

She had no such feelings for him. She was sure of this.

She looked up briefly at him, at those sharp, unreadable eyes, and quickly looked away again.

Maybe it was just because she was unfamiliar with matters of men and women. No experience to help her see things clearer.

Maybe the consciousness that they weren’t really siblings by blood was more heightened whenever she was with Somto making her react weirdly even without being in love with him.

The music continued. The dance carried on. But inside her, a war of thoughts had just begun.

The music floated gently across the ballroom, slow and elegant, yet with every note, Nnenna’s heart pounded like war drums.

Her hand rested in Somto’s, her other lightly on his shoulder, and his hand remained firm and steady at her waist. Everything about their posture was correct, textbook ballroom form, but nothing about the feeling was.

Somto’s gaze was intense. He wasn’t smiling, not frowning either, just watching her with eyes that felt like they could see straight through every mask she wore. And that alone made Nnenna lose her footing.

She misstepped.

It was slight, barely a twitch of her foot out of sync, but before the thought of panic could register in her brain, Somto adjusted smoothly, guiding her back into rhythm like it was part of the choreography.

Her breath hitched.

her palm started to sweat. She was never this clumsy. Never this

him, she told herself again. It’s just his

her heartbeat skipped at the way his hand pressed gently at her back to guide her through a turn, and her steps fumbled

Somto caught her.

noticed anything out of place. The guests smiled and watched, charmed by the sibling dance. The livestream

siblings even dance

floatin

or

really dances

and I’m not even in the

to keep the flow smooth, it

not

her, guiding her, carrying her through every step like

frustrated. Why did I agree to this? I can’t even stand his

help him, to save the dance, to ease the disappointment in the hall. But instead,

word, but that somehow made it worse. The silence between them was filled with

he moved around her, silent, graceful, attentive. It was like he was always waiting for her to

that wasn’t what siblings were supposed to

No.

slipped again, this time, she

final note of the song rang through

with the rhythm, guiding Nnenna into the last smooth turn before gently bringing her back into a final pose, one hand in his, the other lightly placed

stood there for a moment, perfectly framed beneath the soft golden chandeliers of the ballroom. The crowd

Nnenna immediately stepped back.

was eager to put distance between herself and Somto. Her hand dropped from his, her eyes lowered, and she

She needed air.

of that strange, persistent tension she still couldn’t name. She had danced, she had

Somto remained standing where