Chapter 63

One small glass of tequila burned my tongue and throat. Biting my tongue, I closed my eyes and smiled at Daniel, who continued to watch me with a smile. He drank his. 

Daniel refilled our glasses again.

"Cheers!" We toast and drink some more. I wasn't drunk yet, and seeing the surroundings getting noisier, everyone joined the dance floor and started partying.

I looked around, and somehow I felt that Edmund's eyes surrounded this room. I shook my head with these crazy thoughts and held my hand that felt goosebumps.

"Why?"

I turned to Daniel, who asked and perhaps understood my uneasiness.

"Nothing. Do we need to join in?" I pointed to the dance floor, which was getting crowded.

"Can I refuse?"

"Of course not, Mr. handsome." Daniel chuckled with amusement. I immediately jumped from the barstool and joined the crowd, which was getting busy.

I started moving my head to the left and right, my hands moved upwards, and my