The sunset bathed the wedding hall in a warm golden light. The guests were scattered, chatting and laughing as soft music filled the air. She couldn't help but feel a slight tension in the atmosphere, a feeling that something big was about to happen. She had known for weeks that Phill Wenneck, her ex, would be there. She knew it wouldn't be easy to ignore him, but she also didn't expect what was about to happen.

She was near the bar, enjoying a glass of wine and chatting with some friends, when she saw him. Phill, with that carefree smile that she had loved so much in the past, entered the room. His gaze, confident and calm, wandered over the crowd until he found her. Phill approached with that confidence that never left him. He was wearing a dark suit, his hair slightly disheveled,

"I can't believe you're still as beautiful as ever," Phill said, breaking the ice with a mischievous smile.