Propose to Me

Above the splendid grand hall, among the crowd of dazzling dancers, a girl in a radiant red skirt dances with a man of tall and erect stature, dressed in a suit and polished shoes, both moving with easy, content steps. They gaze intently at each other, seeming to be oblivious to anyone else's presence, immersed in the shared enjoyment of the atmosphere created by the event and the accompanying music. The grand hall seems to revolve around the two, all the lights in sequence with their movements. No one could be more coordinated than them. Valentina studies William's handsome face, her gaze resting on his lips which are more flushed than usual. Her eyes seem indifferent, but William senses a bit of fiery passion lurking within them. William is not off the mark. Valentina, under the intoxicating influence of hormones, is currently clouded by lust. She stares at William's lips: damn, she wants to kiss him. Damn this place! Valentina, being thoughtless as always, was bothered for the first