Gemotions

The soft murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses filled the air. Leo was contentedly perched on a bar stool, sipping his cocktail. He felt a profound sense of ease. He was enjoying the spectacle of the wedding, the joy radiating from everyone present.

He caught sight of Maya across the room. She was talking to someone, her head tilted, and her expression was animated. She turned and their eyes met. A flicker of recognition passed over her face, then she smiled and began making her way toward him.

He offered her a welcoming smile. "Well, hello there." He gestured towards the bar. "Fancy a drink?"

She seemed to take a deep breath. "Hello Leo. Yes, I think I could."