Chapter 273

From above, the dance floor formed a graceful arc, with couples waltzing one after another. As Zane guided me onto the dance floor, my limbs felt stiff; I was terribly afraid of stepping on someone's toes. But the more one feared something, the more it was likely to occur. After missing the beat for the third time, I awkwardly averted my gaze. Yet, when I looked up, I unexpectedly locked eyes with Bruce, who stood diagonally across from me. Bruce was among the few who knew about my lack of coordination. Perhaps my blunders had caught his attention, as I noticed him frowning after a casual glance. Opposite him stood Cindy, as elegant as a butterfly in motion. Her movements were smooth and coordinated, every sway exuding rhythm. Who wouldn't admire her as a dance partner? I felt frustrated. This wasn't a competition, so why was Bruce scrutinizing me? And my own dance partner hadn't uttered a word yet. Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt a hand around my waist. Zane had drawn cl