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    The chamber resonated with music, creating an atmosphere of joy and excitement. Everyone was savoring their drinks, engaging in cheerful conversations, and enjoying the moment.


    Bryson realized, with a twinge of surprise, that he had never been so close to Norah before. Under the warm glow of the lights, she was stunning. Yet, despite her beauty, he felt a pang of sorrow. Norah was already Sean’s girlfriend.


    Although Bryson had known Norah before both Kason and Sean, he had always been relegated to the friend zone. He gulped down another ss of wine, drowning in a sea of loneliness and self-pity.


    “Don’t drink too much. You can’t take me home if you’re drunk,” Joanna said, attempting to stop Bryson from overindulging.


    A bitter smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as Bryson shook his head, replying, “It’s alright. Let’s just have fun!”


    In the midst of the lively crowd, Norah remained a silent focal point, her undeniable beauty drawing the attention of everyone around her. One side of her face was partially hidden in shadow, while the soft light highlighted the other side, illuminating her captivating eyes. A ss of wine rested delicately in her slender fingers as she took asional sips, her elegance palpable.


    She was such a beauty.


    Spencer sighed, recognizing that his sister waspletely outshone by Norah. It was a fact he couldn’t deny.


    Norah had this unique aura, like a blooming rose, oblivious to its surroundings, yetmanding attention effortlessly.


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    Spencer, watching her, hoped his sister would stop crying over Sean’s rtionship with Norah. He had heard her tearful sobs far too many times and couldn’t bear it any longer.


    Every time Kaidenid eyes on Norah, he couldn’t help but feel pity for Kason, who seemed to miss out on both the right moments and the chances to grow closer to her.


    Joanna, on the other hand, was simply delighted to be out of the hospital, even if temporarily. She was enjoying the lively conversation with Alice and Norah.


    “It feels so good to be out in the open again, breathing fresh air instead of the harsh smell of disinfectants,” Joanna muttered, her face glowing with relief.


    Alice, frustrated by thenguage barrier, had decided to study Cend’snguage. It often took her a while to respond to conversations, leaving her with a sense of exclusion that made her ufortable.


    Norah, having had too much to drink, began to feel dizzy. The phone in her bag vibrated twice, pulling her attention away. She reached for it and saw two messages from Sean.


    The first message read, “It’s gettingte. I’ll pick you up.”


    The second one followed: “I’m here. Where are you?”


    The first message had been sent about 30 minutes ago. Norah had been so engrossed in drinking that she hadn’t even noticed her phone vibrate.


    “I’m in a chamber. It’s on the third floor,” she texted back, providing the room number.


    Norah lifted her head slowly. Everyone appeared flushed, except for Joanna, who was taking gentle sips from her ss. It seemed that everyone else was quite drunk.


    Norah stood up and said to Joanna, “Sean is here to pick me up. Since Bryson is drunk, I’ll take you back to the hospital first.”


    Bryson sat up abruptly at Norah’s words and retorted sharply, “Who said I was drunk? No, I’m not drunk! I can have more drinks. Spencer, Kaiden, get up and have more drinks!”


    His behavior was exactly the same as Joanna’s when she was drunk.


    Joanna shook her head and said, “My brother can’t drive in this state. I’d rather go with you, Norah.”


    “Alright,” Norah replied.


    Just then, the door swung open, and a man entered, his silhouette outlined by the light. Though the dim light somewhat obscured his face, he was undeniably handsome. His height, broad shoulders, and refined facial features were striking.


    Every move he made radiated an air of nobility, as if hemanded the world, projecting an unparalleled sense of aristocracy. His sleek ck suit entuated his slim build and narrow waist.


    As he stepped fully into the dim light of the chamber, the onlookers were instantly captivated by his wless appearance.


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