Morgan’s POV:
We had been eating and drinking for a couple of hours and the night was still young. DJ Saphire was killing it— the music selection was lit. The younger generation had taken over the dance floor, and we were having so much fun. There wasn't a single soul having a dull moment tonight. People were dancing, eating, and some of us were drinking. Drinkin-A-Lot.
This was my first time having so much fun since my sixteenth birthday. Not that I drank on my sixteenth birthday, though. But it was the last birthday I celebrated with my mother, before she was killed by those f*****g rogues. She invited quite a few guests and hired a catering company. We also had live music and a bonfire. The adults had a mini-bar and the youngsters had their own piña colada station. Virgin piña cola
