Klaus and Lydia Lydia had been having a great time over the last week, getting away from everything and there was no better way to live her life the way she wanted to live it than to spend a week cruising around the Mediterranean. And to top it off with a formal seemed like the perfect end for her. She was having a great time and the dress she'd found for herself was gorgeous. She felt more like herself this evening than she had in too long despite the arrangement she knew she was going back to.
She found the man, really not her type but something told her to stop anyway, dancing on his own and stopped to hold out her hand. "You're not dancing alone like a crazy person. Come on."