-Vivian-
Riccardo is sitting there, not where I would dance, but I have been moved, to where Riccardo is sitting.
I look at Stefano he shrugs his shoulders and winks.
Sh*t.
f**k.
I can’t.
Esmay nods “You can do this. You’re ready. Trust us.” She whispers in my ear and steps back in place.
I look at Grace behind me and she nods reassuringly too.
“But it’s Riccardo!” I cry and she laughs.
“You can do this, remember.”
Sh*t.
I remember. I remember the dance.
I can do this.
But Riccardo is the man in my dreams.
The man I think about in the shower, in my bed, when I’m alone.
He is my secret crush.
My secret, nobody knows.
But at the same time, everybody seems to know, because of how they push.
I shake my head.
“Are we going to start or what?” Chris asks and Ti
