[If his heart was like a judge's gavel, then hers was like the rapid flutter of a butterfly's wings.]
[Her eyes lowered, but not out of aversion. Rather, she was focused on their feet. Watching his and trying to react accordingly. The gentle swaying was easy enough. His first few steps, she stumbled a little over hers. Not sure where to shift her weight and what direction the movement was meant to take them in.]
[After a few cycles, the repetition started to kick in and she was better able to predict. Her shoulders relaxed, and she even looked up at him with a proud smile.]
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[Her eyes lowered, but not out of aversion. Rather, she was focused on their feet. Watching his and trying to react accordingly. The gentle swaying was easy enough. His first few steps, she stumbled a little over hers. Not sure where to shift her weight and what direction the movement was meant to take them in.]
[After a few cycles, the repetition started to kick in and she was better able to predict. Her shoulders relaxed, and she even looked up at him with a proud smile.]
Am I doing alright?