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Yvonne threw him a teasing nce over her shoulder.
“Try to catch me if you dare.”
Watching their back-and-forth, Rachel smiled, warmth filling her chest.
Yvonne had mentioned before that Norton was getting more involved in her life. And if that wasn’t a sign of something deeper, Rachel didn’t know what was.
An led Rachel to the car. He had nned to drive, but Alban and Lizzie refused to let him, so Alban took the wheel instead.
Once inside, Rachel felt her eyelids grow heavy.
An patted his shoulder.
“Go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake you when we get there.”
Rachel murmured,
“An, where are we going?”
“You’ll find out when you wake up.”
“Alright.”
Rachel drifted off, slipping into a dream-filled sleep.
When she opened her eyes, everything was dark.
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She was still in the car.
Just as she was about to call An’s name, something outside the window caught her eye.
One, two, three… tiny lights flickered in the air.
More appeared, swirling and floating like little embers dancing in the night.
Unable to contain her excitement, Rachel pushed the door open and jumped out.
In the pitch-ck night, the fireflies gleamed like scattered stars, their delicate wings flitting through the air.
There were so many that it felt like she could catch a handful just by reaching out.
The soft golden glow shimmered around her, making the night breathtakingly beautiful.
Having lived in the city for so long, she hadn’t seen fireflies in ages. Tilting her head back, she realized the entire sky was aze with stars, twinkling as if watching her, as if winking in secret.
Then, from the trees, a soft melody floated through the night air.
The tune was familiar.
By the second and third lines, she recognized itpletely—her favorite song.
Rachel turned—and there, standing on a small stage beneath the trees, was An, a microphone in hand.
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