#Chapter 340: Learn to Dance

Nina The night sky was a tapestry of stars, seeping through the curtains and casting an ethereal glow in the bedroom of my father’s mansion. Enzo was sprawled on the bed, lost in a book, while I sat at the vanity, running a brush through my hair. “My dad’s really going all out with this ball, huh?” I finally said, setting down the brush. Enzo looked up, marking his page with a thumb. “He’s excited. Can’t blame the man. A grandchild and a doctor-to-be daughter in one go. That’s a lot of happiness.” I bit my lip, gazing at my reflection. “I know, but... a ball? It feels... overwhelming.” “What’s on your mind?” Enzo asked, closing his book entirely now, his full attention on me. “I’ve danced with you before, Enzo. But a ball is a whole other story. I never really grew up with... well, princessy stuff. It makes me nervous,” I confessed. Enzo’s lips curled into a small smile, and he got up, crossing the room to stand behind me. He met my eyes in the mirror