BELLA’S POV

“More than you think,” I replied as I started dancing.

The man held my waist and danced along with me. We took the dance floor by surprise as we danced perfectly, smiling and chatting.

Soon, I felt nauseous and my head started to ache a little “I’m coming. I should visit the restroom.” I said to him as I let go of his hand.

“Are you okay? You look slightly pale.” He seemed worried about me and that made me smile.

“I’m okay. Just a ...