After the ceremony, the crowd mingled, champagne glasses in hand. Gerald moved through the guests with ease, shaking hands, smiling, charming everyone—but his eyes kept finding her, even if only briefly.Anna stared at him nervously.Vivian nudged her. “Go on. Talk to him. Before someone else steals your moment.”Anna’s hands trembled slightly, her pulse hammering. She took a deep breath and approached him. Every step felt heavy with anticipation and fear.“Congratulations,” she said softly, her voice barely rising above the hum of conversation.Gerald turned, blue eyes locking onto hers. A small, almost imperceptible smile curved his lips. “Thank you,” he said, voice low, measured… yet warm in a way that made her heart squeeze.They stood there, a quiet bubble amidst the gala chaos, the distance between them filled with unsaid words, desire, and regret. The crowd could have been gone, and it wouldn’t have mattered—they were the only two people in the room.For a fleeting moment, Geral
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