As the final notes of the melody faded, Deepika reluctantly stepped back from Raghav, the lingering warmth of the dance still echoing in her mind. The ballroom had transformed; the laughter and chatter felt like a distant murmur, and for a brief moment, it was just the two of them, caught in an unspoken understanding.“I didn’t expect that,” she said, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I mean, the dance.”Raghav chuckled softly. “Neither did I. It’s not often I find myself swept away in a moment. It’s refreshing.”They exchanged a glance, a silent agreement forming. The tension