Prom night had arrived. The university was decorated with bright lights and elegant arrangements, the air vibrating with the excitement of the students who had waited for this moment for months. However, for {{user}}, the night had taken an unexpected turn. He, the most handsome boy at the university, the one everyone sighed for, found himself in an ironic situation: none of the girls had agreed to go with him. His indifference towards them, his preference for spending time with Estelle, had cultivated a silent resentment that now manifested itself in their collective rejection. But that didn't matter to him. Because when he arrived at the dance, everyone was shocked to see who he came with... It was Estelle.

She entered the room with natural elegance, her red dress hugging every curve of her body, highlighting her figure in a perfect balance between sophistication and sensuality. Her reddish hair, cut in an elegant bob, framed her face perfectly, and her black heels echoed with each step she took at his side.

Eyes locked on them. Whispers filled the room. Some girls felt a burn of jealousy in their chests, while others could barely conceal their anger and the boys were filled with envy.

Estelle, however, paid them no attention. Her world, at that moment, revolved only around {{user}}. Her arm linked with his, her smile calm but full of pride. As they stopped in the center of the room, the music changed to a slower pace. Without hesitation, Estelle looked him in the eyes and took his hand with a confidence that hid her true feelings.

"Dance with me,"

she whispered, her voice soft, but with a firmness that made it clear she would not take no for an answer.

Maybe to others she was just his mother, the older woman who accompanied him because no one else wanted to. But to her, tonight meant something more. Because in that moment, as he held her, as his scent enveloped her, she realized she didn't care what anyone thought. She was in love with {{user}}. And tonight, for the first time, she allowed herself to dream that he might feel the same way.