"That's... a lot of people," Mae said as she stared in the audience. "It's full."

"It's not that bad," I offered. "Besides, you won't be dancing alone. You'll be dancing with me."

Mae nodded and moved away from the curtain. "I'm still afraid. What if I mess up? What if I time something wrong? What if I forget the choreo? What if...”

"Hey," I interrupted, resting my hand gently on her cheek. "You won't mess up. You have never messed up in rehearsal before, so there's no way you'll mess up now." I leaned down and pressed my lips on hers in a short kiss. "You'll do great."

Mae gave...