Chapter 22

Mecael

Aria was getting restless. She took my hand as we walked to the dance floor. I let go and walk before her offering my hand asking for a dance.

She took it and I pulled her close. Her arms wrap around my waist. Her fingers lightly brushed my neck.

"Ever danced before?" My hand held her waist.

"Yeah. My mom loved dancing. That was before papa died and she got married again."

"I'm sorry about your dad."

"That's a social cue. The sorry part,I mean. Also,it wasn't your fault and he deserved it." Her face winced like she was in pain.

His dad must have done something for her to feel that way even after his death. Is it why she flinched when I raised my voice at him that time? Why she tries so hard to hide her emotions?

The song became slow.

Her blue eyes held mine staring deeply. I wanted to open her mind to know what was going on in there. That said,I had no intention of doing it because she would end up dead. I could never kill her.

I pulled her close to me. Her hand gently tagge