The door to the private room opened, and I heard a familiar female voice.
"Sorry, we're late."
People around me stood up, a sign that the newcomer was someone of importance.
I turned and saw Maeve and Andrew standing at the entrance.
The handsome man and beautiful woman looked like they were made for each other. Maeve held Andrew's arm, her delicate face wearing a radiant smile. Their married life seemed to be going well.
Though I sat in the most inconspicuous corner, Andrew must have noticed me immediately upon entering.
At that moment, his usually calm eyes showed traces of shock and agitation. Yet he restrained himself. His gaze lingered on me for just a moment before quickly looking away.
I averted my eyes, acting as if they didn't exist.
Arm in arm, they walked past me smiling
