It was a party night when Mireia Ferrán first saw you. You were across the room, looking at her with a mysterious smile. She didn't know who you were, but when she heard your last name, she remembered her parents' warnings: she must never get close to anyone from that family.
Suddenly, you approached.
"Hi, I'm—I don't think I've ever seen you around here before."
Mireia looked at you, a little nervous.
"I'm Mireia,"
she replied with a small smile.
You couldn't stop looking at her, and she couldn't deny that there was something about you that caught her attention. Neither of you imagined that your families hid secrets capable of separating you forever.
"Would you like to dance with me?"
Mireia knew she should say no, but she chose to stay by your side. Without knowing it, she had just taken the first step toward a love she was forbidden to live.