As Jay scanned the elegant ballroom, his eyes settled on Erica, who stood amidst the glittering crowd. Unable to resist the impulse, he called out her full name, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the room.
"Erica Johnson," he uttered, his tone filled with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
Erica turned toward the sound of her name, her gaze locking with Jay's across the room. There was a momentary pause as their eyes met, silent questions passing between them in the charged air of the ballroom.
"Why did he call out to me?" Erica wondered, her mind racing with thoughts of their last encounter and the abruptness of his departure.
Before she could dwell on the question any longer, a tall figure intercepted her path, drawing her attention away from Jay. It was Liam, a concerned ex
