The entire evening, Amara was busy enjoying herself. She ignored the judgemental eyes of the pack members, she was focusing on herself.
People are going to judge us no matter what we do. We can be the world's most perfect human and they will end up pulling out something that's wrong with us.
They will always try to find ways to make us insecure and Amara refused to cage herself in others opinion anymore. She was now a free bird, she was the owner of her own moods and wishes.
At one point, everyone was dancing and Nicolas asked for her hand in dancing.
"I might not be a perfect dancer but I promise that I am not haIf as bad. Would you give me the pleasure of dancing with you?" He asked, forwarding his hand for her to take.
She looked at him with an amused look before nodding her head and putting her hands on his.
"Gladly," she said and they danced and danced until their feet started hurting.
