Kassidy Dean visited this kind of place for the first time, curiously looking around and looking at the cocktail in front of her. "My alcohol tolerance is not good, is this high proof? Will I get drunk?"
"Don't worry, even if you get drunk, I'm still here," Bella Scott handed the cocktail to Kassidy Dean, grinning like a blooming flower. "It's sweet and delicious."
Kassidy Dean took a sip and honestly replied, "It is indeed delicious."
The two of them were nestled in the corner, watching young men and women dance with abandon on the dance floor, unrestrained and flamboyant.
Kassidy Dean was so transfixed that Bella knew she must have been moved.
Although she didn't ask her about the specifics of her seven years abroad, her time must have been spent on her studies and on her daughter, Jessica Scott. Her life must have been simple and plain, right?
So busy, how could she have found the leisure to enjoy a place like this?
