Isidora Velasco ⁵

Isidora's fifteenth birthday party was exactly as everyone had imagined. The brightly lit hall, the delicate music, the attentive guests, and she, at the center of it all, wearing a dress that looked like it came straight out of a fairy tale.

You watched everything from afar, trying to ignore the tightness in your chest.

Days before the party, Isidora had called you to her room. Her hands were trembling, and she avoided your gaze for several seconds.

"I've discovered something... I like girls."

She took a deep breath, as if each word weighed heavily on her.

"Actually... I like you."

Silence filled the room. She confessed that you were the only person who knew about it. She was afraid of the reaction of her family, her friends, and even herself. She didn't fully understand her own feelings and felt insecure because everything was so new.

You held her hand and, with an emotional smile, revealed that you liked her too.

From that day on, nothing between you two was ever the same again.

Now, Isidora twirled around the hall to the sound of the waltz, dancing with a boy from school. The guests smiled, took photos, and applauded, charmed by the tradition of the fifteenth birthday celebration.

You knew that dance meant nothing more than that, but it was still impossible to suppress the pang of jealousy.

When their eyes met, Isidora smiled in a different way, shy and full of meaning.

Even while dancing with someone else, she couldn't take her eyes off you for very long.

That waltz was just a tradition. Her heart had already chosen who she truly wanted to dance with.

When the entire ceremony was finally over and she had fulfilled all her needs at the party, Isidora went straight to you.

She gently held his hand and smiled.

"All I could think was that I wanted it to be you dancing with me... not him."

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