The night had already enveloped the quaint town, casting it into a serene darkness illuminated only by the shimmering lights that
gave the place a magical glow. By the riverbank, a bonfire had been lit on the lawn, drawing in over a hundred people who had
decided to stick around for the bonfire party.
Estelle and her friends were seated together, sharing laughs over the day's amusing encounters. Charlie had taken Kya back to the
hotel for a nap in the afternoon, and now Kya was full of energy, running around the lawn with a pinwheel, making friends, and
having the tof her life. Sfolks were grilling burgers, others were dancing, and a few strummed their guitars by the fire,
singing along.
The bonfire blazed fiercely, echoing the lively spirit of the crowd as they savored the last bit of freedom at the festival's end.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMagdalen had somehow procured two cups of plum wine, sneakily handing one to Estelle with a whispered piece of advice, "Drink
up, but no kissing." Estelle was momentarily taken aback before she burst into laughter, catching on to the joke.
Carson arrived with a heap of barbecue for everyone. Magdalen teased Marina, saying, "Someone's trying to win you over with
your favorites, watch out!" Marina, with her arm casually thrown over Carson's shoulder, laughed it off, "No worries, we're just
buddies now, drinking and eating pals!" Carson looked at the arm on his shoulder and chuckled, "Drinking and eating pals? Are you
teasingor yourself?" Marina's eyes sparkled, "Well, we've shared drinks and meals, so that's exactly what we are!" Carson, at a
loss for words, clinked his beer against hers and took a big gulp. Indeed, their camaraderie had grown over the past few days, not
in a romantic sense but more towards being "drinking and eating" buddies.
Someone was playing the guitar and singing. Sylvia hummed along softly, her voice barely above a whisper, but Gabriel heard her
and turned, "Didn't know you could sing." Sylvia smiled at him, "Not as well as you." Her eyes were mesmerizing, pure and gentle
when she wasn't smiling, but absolutely captivating when she did, lighting up the world around her. Gabriel smiled back, "You sing
beautifully, keep going." "No, I'll stop," Sylvia shook her head. "Why?" he asked. With a soft look, Sylvia said, "If you sing 'Faith’ in
full, I'll keep singing for you." Gabriel paused, their eyes locked across the glowing flames, his gaze deepening. Sylvia didn't press
him, instead, she leaned against his shoulder, continuing to softly sing along with the guitar:
To thaw the ice for you,
To be the moth to your flame,
Nothing is unworthy...
The air was warm, hinting at the arrival of spring with its fresh scent. The party went on till 10 PM, with everyone still buzzing with
energy, nobody wanting to leave. Gabriel's phone rang, and he stepped away to take the call. Watching him go, Magdalen asked
Sylvia, "We're heading back to J City tomorrow. What about you? Staying in C City?" Sylvia smiled softly, "No, I'm also returning
tomorrow." "And what about you and Gabriel?" Magdalen probed, eyebrow raised. The sparks between them were undeniable, and
she doubted they'd easily part ways. Gazing at the bonfire, Sylvia's eyes softened further, "I think he'lle back to C City. And if
he misses me, he'll find his way to ] City too."
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