Karen's POV

The party had started already and I could hear people's screams and laughter from outside. I looked at my face in the mirror for the last time and smiled. I stepped down the stairs of my house, wearing my crimson red dress.

"Gorgeous, my Queen." Brody commented as the crowd danced to the music.

"Thanks, my King." I replied and we walked side by side to the dance floor.

"Last time I checked, you were a bad dancer. I don't know if you have improved because I don't want to save you from falling."

I chuckled softly and squeezed his hands reassuringly. "I won't fall, I just want...