Stefan’s POV
We planned to sing for the girls at the bonfire. I would start the song, and the others would join in. Tristan would play the electric guitar and sing. We had done it before and, therefore, a brief rehearsal was all we needed. Jules took a peek to see what the girls were up to.
“They’re putting up a dance performance, bro. All sexy moves to kill us on the spot!” said Julian. We chuckled at his description. So, finally, we started the party. The barbecue pit was started and in between rounds of delicious food, we all performed. My cousins put up a dance performance for us. Gran sang an old favorite, and we all joined in. Mom and Dad too sang for us. Then it was time for the girls to perform. I clutched at my heart to steady my heart when Rosy walked onto the makeshift pedes
