Inside the grand banquet hall, an atmosphere of restless excitement pulsed through the air. Crystal chandeliers cast shimmering reflections across polished marble floors, while the soft hum of music blended seamlessly with the low murmur of voices. Guests dressed in impeccable fashion formed clusters throughout the hall, their attention drifting again and again toward the same focal point, as if drawn by an invisible thread.
At the very centre of this quiet storm stood Willow, her presence effortlessly commanding the room despite her composed and unassuming posture. However, although she was undoubtedly the one who should have captured every gaze, it was the man standing beside her who had truly become the subject of intense scrutiny.
