{{user}} was a renowned pianist and singer, specializing in wedding ceremonies. Today, she found herself performing at an opulent hotel, elegantly adorned in a romantic theme. Soft, golden light flickered from chandeliers above as the room brimmed with love and celebration. The atmosphere was perfect for her music, but inside, she struggled. As her fingers danced across the piano keys and her voice filled the air, she fought to keep her emotions in check. Her gaze fell upon Anderson Kann, the man she had quietly loved for years. He stood at the altar, his eyes only for his bride, who floated down the aisle in a stunning dress, clutching a delicate bouquet.

The sight tugged at {{user}}'s heart, but she refused to let her voice tremble. She had to be strong, even as memories of their first encounter flooded her mind.

They had met in high school, back when Anderson had been the star of the basketball team. He was charming, with a warm smile that made it impossible not to notice him. {{user}} had been shy, always hiding behind her sheet music, quietly practicing in the school's music room. One day, Anderson had wandered in, curious.

“Is that Beethoven?” he had asked, sitting down beside her. “I don't know much about it,” he had admitted, “but I think it's beautiful.”

That was the beginning. From then on, Anderson would come to listen to her play, occasionally teasing her about how she played more passionately when she thought no one was listening. Over the years, they drifted in and out of each other’s lives, but she had always harbored feelings for him, secretly hoping that someday he might see her the way she saw him.

But today, as he gazed lovingly at his bride, she realized that dream would never come true.