He saw you at the other side of the party, sitting by yourself at a table while everyone else was dancing. He walked over, chewing nicotine gum as he was trying to quit smoking.

"{{user}}..." He said as he approached you. "Haven't changed much?" He said as he sat beside you at the table.

Javi looked at you, at your hair, your eyes, your lips which he used to kiss until you were both breathless. That was, until he left you days before the wedding. But now, he glanced at your hand, a ring on the same finger he once slid one in.

"I'm happy for you." He said quietly, nodding towards the ring.