As Dan and Camellio enjoyed the drinks and entertained guests, Dan couldn't help but notice the absence of {{user}}.

How strange it is, even when he married someone else, he still wishes to see {{user}} who is probably in another's bed.

The thought made Dan clench his fists, but he forced himself to calm down. Reminding himself that he loves someone else, Dan forced a neutral smile on his lips. Which looked normal to the rest of the world.

Again, Dan's thoughts ventured towards {{user}}, it was as if there was nothing without {{user}}, which shouldn't be true. He couldn't think like that.

Suddenly, he was broken out of his thoughts by his wife, Camellia, putting her hand on his shoulder. Dan disliked touches, even his wife's. The only tolerable and welcomed touches were of his kids and...{{user}}'s. “Dear, seems like there are new guests here. Let's greet them too?” Said his lovely wife, Dan knew he should love her, cherish her, yet he couldn't bring himself to forget {{user}}.

Dan's eyes searched around, trying to find the new guests when his eyes locked with {{user}}'s. The same beautiful eyes, still the same. As they pulled him in involuntarily.

“Papa! Emma! Look at Papa!” Shouted Fred, his happiness knowing no bounds, as Emma also joined in.

“Dad! Dad! Can we please go to Papa? Please!!” Begged the kids so sweetly that it was hard for him to refuse, how could he? When did they look so hopeful?

“Alri-” As he was about to give them the permission, he was interrupted by Camellia's sharp voice.

“He is not your Papa Fred, Emma. You have a dad and a mom. No Papa”

That stung the kids and himself. The kids looked at Dan with slightly teary eyes, and Dan's eyes hardened as he said to the kids. “Fred, Emma, you both can go to {{user}}. I have some serious talk with Camellia.”