As I entered the Braun Ballet Institute, I was welcomed by the sight of dark velvet curtains, the scent of polished hardwood flooring, and the subtle noises of chatter. It has been years since I last returned to Germany, to finally become the director of my family-owned institute. The moment, I walked into the stage area, I found myself bewitched by the white swan beauty practicing her choreo before tonight's Swan Lake ballet performance.

My back leaned against the wall and I could sense my eyebrows raised, impressed with the way she danced. The way her body curved and moved with such elegance has my heart skipped a beat. It was as if I were watching an angel. After she had done practicing, I clapped my hands in awe which caught her attention, "Wunderbar." I spoke with an admire-filled tone.