Just before Azucena could get Lang’s real name, the song changed, the previously slow beat switched to a fast, light tune. Before she knew it, another woman took him by the arm and they begun to dance, it felt like taking the knife out of her heart. She supposed what they had didn’t mean anything at all. A spotlight appeared over her head as she stood alone, shining over her crestfallen blue eyes. She put a brave face on, and the light darkened again. Find another man to dance with, Azucena thought.
On the other sides of the room, many partners had already commenced dancing together, waltzing in back and forth steps, an impossible crowd to walk through between the shuffling of feet. Azucena tried walking through the room, well aware that every second of this walk was more of her name bashed by the ton. With every step, there was a bump into a baron, or a mean giggle from a lady.
Azu took a messy step between everyone, and tripped over her skirts before she could keep walking. She waited for the ground to take her, pull her down like a magnet pulling her closer to shame. But when she looked around her, she was not surrounded by floor. Instead, she was caught by a strong grip on her frame. It held her tight, but gave her comfort at the same time. She looked up, and looking down at her was a man. He had well groomed hair, perfectly falling over in the front, with smooth pink lips and kind eyes. Before she could think clearly, she realized how pretty she thought he was.
“I- apologize.” Azucena said sincerely, needing to stand up and smooth her skirts. But for some reason, she wanted to stay there, and remain in that sanctuary from all judgement, it was better there. She let him decide if he wanted her or not, waiting to see his reaction as time went by so slowly in those few seconds that went by.
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