Chapter 564
Gradually, the crowd grew, and the night deepened. The pub came alive with its most magical hour.
In the small open space in the center, a band took the stage. The moment the accordion played the first cheerful note, guitars and cellos joined in, launching straight into an Irish jig.
Rebecca had never danced this style before. At first, she only watched, but the energy in the room kept rising until the whole was boiling over.
When the free, old–fashioned step dancing began, she couldn’t resist any longer. She grabbed Heather and went onto the floor
It didn’t matter if they knew the steps; they could just follow along and learn.
As everyone’s enthusiasm soared, the pub turned into pure chaos. People–strangers and friends alike–laughed and shouted, pushing their way into the tiny central space.
They linked arms, stomped their feet, and danced with clumsy, passionate joy. The air ignited with a raw, all–embracing happiness.
In the middle of the frenzy, Rebecca lifted her head. Her gaze cut through the moving bodies and unexpectedly locked with another pair of eyes.
It was Vance who had come up to dance, too. He clearly had no idea what he was doing; his movements were hilariously clumsy. Like an awkward bear, he bounced along with Anna, who seemed to be enjoying it.
Rebecca thought it was nice. It looked like Vance had finally learned how to be a worthy boyfriend. Who would have imagined he would ever go to a pub and dance just to make his girlfriend happy?
The music grew faster, pushing the atmosphere to its peak. Those who didn’t know the steps quickly fell behind. Many stumbled and nearly fell in the crowded space.
Vance was one of them. He was bouncing right beside Rebecca when someone bumped into him. His teet tangled, and he pitched straight toward her. She jumped back instinctively, and he crashed into a local man instead.
The man quickly steadied him. The two of them looked at each other and burst out laughing.
When the song ended, Rebecca was sweating and breathless. She hurried off the floor, desperately thirsty, and gulped down he large pint of dark beer.
With a big grin, he explained that they were staying next door and had been eating with him for the past two days. As the two walked in, Rebecca wondered if it was too late to excuse herself and go to bed.
Unaware, the host thought he had made a wonderful arrangement. “You’re all Amexicans. It’s nice to get together.”
Rebecca didn’t know what to say.
Vance’s face was also unusually flushed. As soon as he sat down, he took off the jacket he had just put on outside, earning a teasing remark from Anna.
He hadn’t drunk any alcohol, yet his mood was higher than ever. He told Anna, “It’s fine. I’m great. YOLO. Do you understand that saying?”
She shook her head, and he explained, “You only live once, so enjoy yourself to the fullest.” Anna glared at him playfully, and he laughed. “Alright. Let’s all have a good time tonight.”
His gaze landed on Rebecca’s face.

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