Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Her dance moved at a pace that wasn't hurried or slow, more like a graceful, deliberate flow. But somehow, it carried an intense, almost suffocating weight that pressed down on everyone watching. Her steps lacked a clear pattern, yet her movements weren't chaotic at all.

Normally, a dance without music can feel awkward, making it tough for the audience to connect. But Flora's dance? It was pure magic, drawing everyone in effortlessly. Suddenly, her pace quickened! Her movements became rapid and intense, like a relentless series of drumbeats pounding away at the hearts of the onlookers, making their breaths short and frantic.

The audience watched Flora on stage, and through her, they seemed to see a fierce female general leading her troops into battle. The vision was vivid: the general fighting valiantly, soaked in blood on the battlefield. The carnage left the land littered with bodies, transforming the homeland into a ravaged wasteland. Each scene struck deep, shaking the souls of those watching.

When the dance ended, it took a long while for the audience to recover. Silence filled the air. They were so awestruck that they couldn't find the words to describe Flora's performance. Rafael was buzzing with excitement, every cell in his body trembling.

Flora was in a league of her own!

"Flora, did you choreograph that dance yourself?" Mr. Richard, holding a microphone, asked Flora with palpable excitement.

"Yes, I did," she replied.

Mr. Richard had suspected as much. The dance had Flora's signature all over it. But hearing her confirmation left him momentarily speechless. This girl... She really was something else. Flora's dance was so phenomenal, it broke the internet!

"Please tell me, what can't Flora do? She's a national top scorer, a brilliant dancer, and she even choreographs her own routines!"

"Why is there such a vast difference between people? Dear heavens, what special gift did you give her?"

"Help, I'm so in love with Flora! What should I do? I think her dance is even better than Rafael's! And their styles are quite similar too."

"No need to put one down to praise another. Let's not start a fight."

"Are we sure this dance is her original work? It feels like I've seen it somewhere before..."

Backstage, Flora was immediately surrounded by Cynthia and the others.

"Flora! You were absolutely amazing!"

"Flora, I'm in awe!"

"Flora, me too!"

They were practically ready to kneel before her. A true master excels at everything they do, and Flora was no exception. And all while keeping a low profile! If Cynthia had known Flora was such an outstanding dancer and choreographer, she would've asked for her help with choreography. But of course, that was just talk. Flora's unique style wasn't something just anyone could pull off without looking out of place. "Flora, here," Kaylee said, handing Flora a bottle of coconut water. She had already seen Flora's incredible dancing at the New Year's party, so she was relatively calm.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Flora took the coconut water and drank a few sips. Every time she finished dancing, she would be drenched in sweat. It wasn't from exhaustion but from releasing all her inner feelings, leaving her feeling utterly refreshed.

"Flora, you're trending number one on the internet!" Cynthia exclaimed, thrilled, holding her phone. Flora had even overshadowed Rafael's trending topic!

"Come look, come look!" Cynthia shoved the phone screen in front of Flora.

"Oh." Flora glanced at it, then coolly looked away.

Her nonchalance was... maddeningly infuriating!