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Amid the bustling ballroom, where the rhythm of music filled the air, Nahir's voice emerged like a calming melody. [color=904342]"Steady,"[/color] she whispered soothingly, her words intended to ease the nerves of her dance partner.

As Nahir gracefully guided her partner through the intricate steps of the dance, her hand remained securely planted on the lady's back. With every misstep, she did her best to correct it. But the not-so-tall heels of the shoes presented an unexpected challenge. [color=904342]“Keeps your eyes on me; listen to the music…” [/color]

[color=904342]“Back home, most of us dance without shoes– that was my foot.”[/color] Nahir could feel a hint of frustration creeping in. [color=904342]“Again.”[/color]  And whenever her foot got stepped on, Nahir cursed her mask, which would do little to conceal her displeasure if she ever let it slip out.

[color=904342]"My dear, perhaps it might be best to stop–"[/color] Nahir suggested gently. But before she could finish her sentence, a sudden yelp escaped her throat as she was unexpectedly plunged off balance. 

Half expecting to hit the floor, Nahir's eyes widened as her world tipped uncontrollably. Down and behind her in seconds, she braced herself for impact. But a strong hand swiftly caught her by the back, keeping her upside down for a few heart-stopping seconds. 

With as much grace as she could muster at the last moment, Nahir was pulled back up. That’s when she saw the shakes of their shoulders and hushed whispers and side looks and the oh-so-polite covering of their condescending smiles. 

A strange sensation began to bubble up from the pit of her stomach. Where once she might have reacted with a forced "Haha," this time, Nahir found herself laughing. It started as a gentle chuckle but soon grew into a hearty, carefree sound. It cut through the music, surprising those around her. Nahir laughed with abandon, letting go of something she couldn’t quite name at the moment. 

Then, she turned to her dance partner, a newfound sparkle twinkling in her eyes. [color=904342]“Shall we dance do this without the heels, then? Proper dancing, this time, no tripping or stepping.”[/color] Nahir’s smile grew as she gracefully slipped out of her own and offered her hand anew. 

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