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His breathing intensified, and unconsciously, he squeezed the cool fingers. "Think of the stalls as a starless sky, a waveless sea of darkness," Julian's voice, smooth as honey, was a soothing melody that only heightened the headiness and emotions surging like river rapids. "There is nothing there. Dance like you do for me, only me. Forget all the others. Dance as you dream." "Dance as I dream..." Noelle repeated in a hoarse whisper, praying that the dream would not transform into a nightmare. "Dance only for you. Your music..."

In the darkness of night, where the moon shone as bright as it could, ran the White Wolf into the deep forest. Paws thudding against the wet soil, she whipped past the familiar trees cutting through the sharp wind. These little moments of freedom were what she was always hungry for. Others had heard about her, but none had seen her. It was as if she was nonexistent and just a part of a tale. They had heard about her beauty and the gift she possessed. A gift so unreal that it could make or break one's future.

With all my heart I mean every word So as long as I live I'll love you Will have and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now to my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so beautiful in white Tonight Oh, oh You look so beautiful in white Na na na na na So beautiful in white Tonight And if our daughter's what our future holds I hope she has your eyes Finds love like you and I did, yeah When she falls in love we let her go I'll walk her down the aisle She'll look so beautiful in white You look so beautiful in white So as long as I live I'll love you Will have and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now to my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so

Unable to bear the shock, I rose from the bed swiftly. Picking up my clothes from the floor, I slid into them as quickly as I could and staggered away from the room. My legs trembled from the intense actions of last night, posing difficulty in my escape. Making my way to the streets, I hailed a cab and got in swiftly. “Take me to Greene Street,” I muttered, breathing heavily as I rubbed my head. Riding in silence, I pulled out my phone and began glancing through numerous unanswered texts. Reminiscing on the scene I woke up to, I covered my mouth with the palm of my hands as tears rolled down my eyes.

Valentina Feeling like a chastised, petulant child, I flip off the closed door before walking into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I comb my fingers through my hair, but there’s only so much I can do. Back in the bedroom, I open the closet door. I’m not sure what I’m expecting, but what I see is not it. For a full minute, I stare up at the dress hanging there because it’s beautiful. It’s a simple floor length dress of white satin and lace. The satin drapes at the neck and delicate spaghetti straps hold it up. On the floor is a pair of pretty shoes.

Laughter rippled through the night air. She dressed with care. The silvery satin gown cascaded around her like poured moonlight, crystals winking across the bodice like scattered diamonds. The layered skirt flowed with every breath, swaying like water in a gentle tide. The off-shoulder neckline bared her delicate collarbones, glowing under the lantern light.

“I’m not either.” “Then you said that, and a bucket of cold water rushed over me because those thoughts of something more were extinguished as soon as I understood there would be no room for anything more in your world than tonight.” He stared into my eyes, unblinking. “You are so interesting.” My brow scrunched and I glared at him. “I hate that word.” “Why?” he asked. “Because it can go so many ways.” Both good and bad, and I never knew how it was meant.