Annalise's POV:
My dad twirls me around and throws me outward, making me spread my right hand out and then twirling back into him. He laughs and dips me for fun, making me laugh with him. He loved to dance, and just decided to spontaneously tango with me.
Mom walks in and takes my other hand, spinning me around again.
"How was your day?" She asks, letting me stop to get my balance again, Dad getting a call on his phone and answering it.
"It was fine." I reply, all that happened coming back. Kent tried to flirt with me again, annoying me so much, but I didn't even look at him as I walked by the couch. It just seemed to dampen my mood for the day, that stupid Don Juan, but I believe it is because I saw my mate. At Laban and Laksha's eighteenth birthday party, there was a bonfire. It was
