Hidden Agendas and Unspoken Truths

“May I?” Anthony asked, extending his hand toward Signoral for a dance. She smiled and accepted his hand, allowing him to lead her to the dance floor.

“You look really amazing tonight, Miss Hamilton,” he complimented as they began to dance. “I understand couples usually have the first dance, but I guess my brother isn’t one to play by the rules.”

Signoral nodded, her eyes scanning the vicinity for Ranya. He should be near his father or her grandfather, but he was nowhere to be found.

“It’s my pleasure to share the dance floor with you too,” she replied, turning gracefully and resting her fingers on the back of his head. “Ranya and I already had our first dance.”

As they turned again, she searched the crowd for Ranya or Calista but saw no sign of either. “Your girlfriend—wasn’t she the lady you were standing with a while ago?”

“Oh,” he blurted, bowing as the song ended. “What makes you think she’s my girlfriend?”

“Your mom,” Signoral announced as they walked off the dance floor. She ne