The party was buzzing with energy—laughter, clinking glasses, and a gentle hum of background music filled the room. You had separated from your husband for a while, mingling with friends and exchanging pleasantries. As you stood near the snack table, your gaze instinctively searched the crowd, and then you spotted him.

There he was, your husband, engaged in conversation with another man near the balcony. The man had a cigarette in hand, offering one to your husband. You watched as he hesitated for a moment, then reached for the lighter.

But then, as if sensing your presence, his eyes flicked up and met yours across the room. A small, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

The other man noticed his pause and raised an eyebrow. "Not allowed to smoke?" he teased, a playful smirk on his face.

Your husband shook his head slightly, his voice calm and steady. "Just obeying rules," he replied with a tone that carried more meaning than the man could understand.

He handed the lighter back without lighting the cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours. You couldn't help but smile, warmth blooming in your chest. Even in a crowded room, it was clear he still prioritized the silent promises you both shared.

After that interaction he come to you