Rylan

I felt Lyra's stiffness as she climbed onto the stage.

She looked scanned the hall in anxiety and I knew she was scared. I had to calm her down so she could focus on the performance rather than the audience.

So, I leaned close to her ear and whispered with a soft voice.

“Relax yourself and look at me.” She pinned her gaze on my face immediately.

“Flow my lead.” I told her and as I held her hand with one of my hands and wrapped my second hand around her waist.

Lyra and I ...