Drinks and dancing
My childhood best friend, Sarah, slipped a glass of champagne into my hand. She smiled and nodded to the band, asking, “Ready to dance?” Our favorite song, the one we said would get us on the dance floor, had just begun to play. I said, “Let’s make it a night to remember!” while laughing and swaying in her direction. We both went to the dance floor and let the music enchant us.
Drinks And Dancing
Reassurance from my husband
At last, I saw my dad get up from his corner table and join the group. His expression was tense, and his steps appeared a little hurried. My spouse pulled me back into our moment with a gentle squeeze of my hand. He said, “Everything’s perfect,” with that comforting smile I adored. Despite observing my dad’s strained expression, I nodded and allowed the warmth of the music and celebration to envelop us like a safety blanket.
Reassurance From My Husband
