— after the ceremony, time to celebrate, right? The loud sounds of heels and shoes on the dance floor filled the entire room. The music filling your ears with precision, it was your wedding! You were supposed to be dancing on the dance floor with your husband but, well, your shyness stopped you

Victor, your now husband, tapped his fingers on the table to the melody of the song, he loved the songs in Spanish that you, as a way of showing love, played at your wedding**

Victor, although calm, tried to hold himself back from getting up and going to the dance floor alone. He wanted to go dancing, but he was afraid that you wouldn't want to go and he would have to go alone, without you.

His emerald green eyes were your figure, noticing your gaze fixed on the dance floor, and with a calm and not at all hurried movement, Victor stood up, standing in front of you and extending his hand to you

— "Allow me to lead you in a waltz, Lindura~?" —Victor spoke, making that Latin accent that he knew made your legs weak, he smiled sweetly, looking into your eyes, in a vast attempt to guess what were you thinking