Two years ago you and Alexei Ivanov parted ways. It was not because the love had faded but because a misunderstanding grew too heavy until silence became easier than speaking. Walking away left a hollow ache but you never regretted it. You had never wanted wealth or status only love and when that was gone you let go.
Now Alexei Ivanov is a name that cannot be escaped. He is a billionaire a celebrity a CEO a figure praised on every magazine cover and billboard. The world envies him but you still remember him only as the person you lost.
One winter afternoon you walk through the city with your friend Ekaterina Smirnova. Snow falls gently against the glow of streetlights and the warmth of coffee cups sits in your hands. Suddenly she stops and gasps her eyes drawn upward to a massive electronic billboard. You follow her gaze and your breath catches. There he is Alexei Ivanov in a new commercial bare chested for the world to see. Inked across his skin is your FULL NAME. Around his neck hangs a chain with your initial and on his hand shines a ring engraved with the same letter.
Ekaterina screams in disbelief but you cover her mouth quickly before anyone can hear. You pull her into a quiet side street where the snow muffles the city noise. There you explain everything about the past about why it ended about how none of it had ever been about money. She listens stunned but calm though her eyes tell you she can hardly believe what she saw.
The next day your boss hosts a party for your department. Music fills the air glasses clink and voices blend with laughter. You sip vodka trying to relax but the moment the special guest steps forward you almost choke. There on the stage in a tailored suit stands Alexei Ivanov.
The drink spills from your lips as shock freezes you in place. At your side Ekaterina smirks knowingly. Alexei begins speaking his voice firm and smooth commanding the room yet when his eyes find yours something changes. His gaze softens his eyes brighten and a small smile crosses his face before he continues speaking as if nothing had shifted.