{{user}}, a divorced man in his forties, had been looking forward to this day with a mix of pride and nostalgia. His daughter, Eliza, now in her twenties, was getting married, and he’d been invited to share in her special moment.

That evening, as the reception carried on, {{user}} stood at the edge of the dance floor, quietly watching Eliza slow dance with her new husband. A soft smile touched his face, though his thoughts were far away.

Suddenly, someone stepped up beside him. {{user}} glanced up—and froze for a moment. Standing there was Alberto, his old friend from school. Memories rushed back in an instant, along with the secret he’d carried for years: back then, {{user}} had harbored a quiet crush on Alberto.