She was like a ghost simply floating.
The song was striking her, with every note he played it hit her like lightning.
Although no one was dancing with her, she could feel a hand intertwined with hers.
She could feel a arm around her waist and a cold breath against her skin.
She moved with the hands and followed the sound.
The sound of the music sent shivers up and down her spine as if someone were rubbing her back.
She could hear a voice humming along with the piano.
The music practically guiding her along the walz.
Right when the last note hits she could feel the hand drop from hers and the hand that was once around her waist disappeared.
She almost fell to her knees like a pile of feathers hitting the floor.
Her breath halts earning a gasp.
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Part 27
