" Soon most of the room had joined us, a leaping, yelling, laughing crush of bodies. It was the best gift Nathan could have given us. And if we’d only had that one dance, I would have been eternally grateful to him for the release I saw shining on my friends’ faces. But it wasn’t just the one dance. It was song after song, and then a break for punch and cake, and then more dancing, until we felt as if we were going to be sick from eating too much and leaping about immediately afterward. For a while, I allowed my brain to turn off. I gave myself permission to stop thinking about all the things that had happened, all the things that had gone horribly wrong, and just live. It was glorious. "
― Bella Forrest , Little Lies (The Child Thief #4)