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"There you are, you naughty vixen."

Stephanie could recognize that voice anywhere, at any time.

She was leaning on the windowsill, watching the early fireworks burst in the sky. She felt a firm but gentle pressure—as if someone were wrapping an arm around her waist. A cool, gentle breeze drifted through the window, and she shivered as a weightless weight settled on her shoulder, like a chin resting there.
Still, she didn’t dare look over her shoulder. She just giggled, shrugging lightly.
“I wasn’t hiding. I was just... Look at that.” She held her breath for a moment, blinking fast to hold back the tears. “But I’m here. I didn’t go anywhere.”
“Neither did we.”

A sudden bright light lit up the sky, and for a moment, she could hear all of them again. At first, it was just a murmur—but in no time, they were chatting, laughing. The children were running and giggling. She clenched her fists as the voices grew louder; she could even hear Kayla’s voice. Her eyes were wide open, hypnotized. The light was still strong in the sky. She tried to speak, but the words refused to come out.
Then, she blurted out, “I’m so sorry. I tried my best to—”
He shushed her gently. “Just enjoy the show, babe. It’s all for you.”

She gasped—and realized she couldn’t move an inch.
The bright light suddenly fractured into a spectrum of colors, bursting across the sky. She kept looking up, mesmerized, as the colors began to fade.
Slowly, she unclenched her fists. Her heartbeat began to slow as the voices turned into murmurs again, until the room was completely silent. She finally blinked and turned her head, hoping to see them one last time.
But Stephanie wasn’t surprised to find herself in an empty hotel room again.

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