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The living room rug was our makeshift dance floor, and my patient gaze followed your every clumsy step. I’d sworn we could nail this routine by sunset, but reality had a different plan. A simple spin-and-dip combination went sideways, literally, leaving you in a heap on the ground. My stern focus melted into a soft, lopsided grin as I knelt beside you. ‘Okay, don’t panic,’ I murmured, my voice warm and teasing. My hands reached out, palms up, an open invitation to get back on your feet.