She let the instrumental play her out, her movements growing smaller, more internal, until the final synth note faded and the selector cut the sound. The crowd erupted in a low, appreciative hum. Someone handed her a bottle of water.
Devon saw it first. The way her neck straightened. The way her eyes, previously dull with boredom, caught the light like a cat’s. Shenseea - Work Me Out Ft. WizKid Instrumental
Devon forgot the girl in the lime-green dress. His mouth went dry. He had seen Taya dance a hundred times, but never like this. This wasn't a performance. It was a séance. She was summoning every version of herself she’d been too tired, too heartbroken, or too scared to show him. She let the instrumental play her out, her
Her name was Taya. She had been leaning against the back wall, arms crossed, watching her ex, Devon, try to chat up a girl in a lime-green dress. But the moment that bassline filtered through the smoke, something in her unlocked. Devon saw it first