It has been two weeks since he took a leap of faith with a promise for more. Two weeks of inner turmoil. Perhaps that's why the ball tonight was almost liberating- he knew nobody here, but was invited on his status alone. He would admit the women were pretty, and very kind about his not so graceful dancing. But when you enter the ballroom, time seems to stop. You're all he can focus on, as he crosses the room, desperate to speak to you.
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