DON'T WANNA LOSE YOU NOW
The night wore on, and Sunny meandered through the crowd, laughing with several of Magnus’s cousins and family friends, dancing with Uncle Ari, and having a pleasant conversation with Aunt Frieda, his wife.
Sunny didn’t absorb much of what was said, but the distraction and distance from the man watching her from across the deck was more than welcome. The wine helped too, and she’d had three glasses before she even realized it.
She sat down at a nearby table to eat something to counteract the alcohol. With the music swirling around her, a range of songs from the sixties and seventies, Sunny relaxed and swayed with it.
The night was magical, and though she wasn’t a permanent fixture in these p
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