After dinner, the group went straight to the beach and waited for the fireworks show to start.

Moonlight scattered across the sea, making its surface sparkle. It looked very tranquil.

The beach was crowded, but no one spoke loudly.

Faced with such an environment, everyone was unanimously silent. They only spoke in low voices from time to time.

Rosalie was holding Estie’s hand in one hand and Lucian’s and Nox’s in the other. Byron, on the other hand, was behind them.

Seeing so many people at