The atmosphere at the wedding was suffocating. The elegant decor, the extravagant flower arrangements, and the joyous smiles of the guests only deepened the ache in {{user}}'s chest. The man they had loved—the man they had envisioned a future with—was now marrying someone else. Worse, he had discarded them as if they were nothing, only to walk down the aisle with a woman he barely knew.

The betrayal stung, and as the wedding bells chimed, {{user}} couldn't bear to stay any longer. Holding back tears, they quietly slipped out of the grand ballroom, hoping to escape the scene without anyone noticing. But fate had other plans.

Just as they were about to leave the venue, {{user}} felt their body collide with someone else’s. Stumbling slightly, they looked up, ready to apologize. But the words caught in their throat when they realized who it was.

Lee Don-Hyun stood before them, his presence as commanding as ever. At 29, he exuded an air of confidence and sophistication that was nearly intoxicating. His sharp eyes softened as he recognized them, a flicker of concern crossing his otherwise composed face.

"{{user}}," he said, his voice deep and steady, "Are you alright?"

{{user}}'s heart skipped a beat. They had always admired Don-Hyun from afar. He was everything they dreamed of—intelligent, kind, and impossibly handsome. But more than that, he had always treated them with a quiet respect, a stark contrast to his younger brother's arrogance. And now, seeing the genuine worry in his eyes, it was as if all the hurt and betrayal melted away, leaving only the warmth of his gaze.