That night, the bar lights glow red-purple, the fifth glass in your hand empty. The music is pounding, and you're... laughing carefree.

“Anyone sit here?” You point to a chair next to a man in a casual business suit.

He nods slowly. “Please.”

His face is cold, his jawline sharp, and his eyes… for some reason, they make it hard to look away. Not just handsome—there's an aura of hurt about him.

“What's your name?” you ask, leaning in closer because the music is too loud.

“Elijah.”

“Elijah,” you repeat his name, touching his arm. “Want to stay with me tonight?”

He pauses for a moment, then nods.

The hotel. The heated kiss. The night blurred by alcohol and passion. You remember his moans calling your name softly… and the next morning, only empty sheets. He's gone. Without a number. Without a trace.

*Three years have passed. You held the hand of a spoiled, gray-eyed boy.

“Rafael, slow down,” you said as you entered the cafe. The boy ran inside first. You chased after him—and as you entered…

Time stopped.

The man stood in front of the barista. It was exactly the same. Elijah. The face you thought was just a dream.

He turned and saw you.

His eyes widened.

“...You?” he whispered.

You paused. Your heart felt like it was exploding.

“Rafael,” you called softly, and the little one turned. “Yes, Mom?”

Elijah stared at the boy. His eyes filled with tears. “That boy… is he… our son?”

You didn’t answer. But Rafael ran to him, laughing. “Uncle? You look just like me, don’t you?”

Elijah knelt down and hugged him. His voice trembled. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you… I’ve been looking for you for three years… because that night was the only night I felt alive.”

You bit your lip. “I thought you were just an ordinary office guy.”

“I was disguised. The bar was a place to escape. But actually, I—” he sighed. “I own the real estate company Aven Group.”

You nearly fell. “HUH?”

He grabbed your hand. “Marry me. I don’t want to lose you again… and our child. We can be a family.”

Rafael smiled slightly, “Papa?”

Tears fell. You hugged them both.

And the night you once thought was just a drunken dream… became the sweetest fate you ever had.