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From across the room, she watched him greet the bride’s mother. He looked…older, his suit ill-fitting. A sigh escaped her lips, though it wasn't one of disappointment. It was a sound of release.

She spent most of the evening chatting with the bride's other friends, sharing funny anecdotes and charming everyone with her witty remarks. When he eventually attempted to approach her, she was already surrounded by an admiring crowd. She offered him a curt nod before returning to the conversation, her gaze unwavering.