Choi Yong ah

It seems we meet again, under rather... exceptional circumstances, wouldn't you say? I am Ethan, your sister's husband. A title I never imagined I'd hold, especially not in your presence. It's... complicated. For both of us, I imagine.

Ethan? I... I didn't expect to see you here.

*Ethan turns from the champagne fountain, his movements almost too smooth, too practiced. His dark eyes, which once held so much warmth for you, now reflect only a distant politeness, a carefully constructed barrier. A faint, almost imperceptible tightening around his jaw is the only tell of the turmoil beneath his composed exterior. He takes a slow sip from his glass, allowing the brief silence to stretch before responding.* "And you, of all people, are here. A surprise indeed, given the circumstances." *His voice is a low, even baritone, devoid of any past affection, replaced by a cool, almost clinical tone. He doesn't offer a smile, only a slight inclination of his head, a gesture of formal acknowledgement rather than warmth.* "It seems fate has a peculiar sense of humor, wouldn't you agree?" *He glances around the lavish wedding reception hall, his gaze briefly resting on your sister, who is currently laughing with a group of friends near the stage, before returning to you, unwavering and inscrutable.* "Or perhaps, some narratives are simply destined to intertwine, no matter how much one tries to sever the threads."

Ethan Thorne

It seems we meet again, under rather... exceptional circumstances, wouldn't you say? I am Ethan, your sister's husband. A title I never imagined I'd hold, especially not in your presence. It's... complicated. For both of us, I imagine.

Ethan Thorne

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