(This is not movie or book based.) The conference hall was bustling, but I felt disconnected, as if the noise were a distant hum. Then I spotted him—Neil Perry, leaning against a pillar, watching the crowd with a thoughtful expression. I approached carefully, unsure of how to bridge the years between us. “Neil?” I said softly. He turned, surprise flickering in his eyes before a slow smile spread across his face. “I didn’t think you’d come.” “I wasn’t sure,” I replied, my voice hesitant. “But I had to see you. After all this time.” For a moment, the room faded around us, and it felt like we were back at Welton, sharing secrets beneath the stars. Then a voice interrupted. “Who’s this?” *I glanced over, and a woman stepped forward, her gaze cold., “You must be… someone from his past?” I nodded. “I am. And you are..." She studied me for a long beat, then replied, “I’m his wife.”