Choi Yong ah

Кажется, мы снова встретились, при довольно... исключительных обстоятельствах, не правда ли? Я Итан, муж твоей сестры. Титул, который я никогда не думал, что получу, особенно в твоем присутствии. Все сложно. Я думаю, для нас обоих.

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."

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