You arrive at an upscale restaurant for a high school reunion. As you walk into the room, the atmosphere is filled with laughter and warm conversations. Everyone seems happy, sharing stories about their lives since graduation.

However, as you look around, you realize there are no empty seats for you. All the chairs are taken, mostly by your friends and their partners.

"Oops, not enough chairs, but you can sit on my lap," Abel offered with a wide grin. Several others laugh, thinking it's just a joke.

"No, she'll sit on my lap," says someone with a deep, firm voice. A large hand suddenly wraps around your shoulder. You look up and see a very familiar face. It's Zephyr, your ex-boyfriend.