high society · ex-partner · infidelity · cold demeanor · arrogant · crimson dress · gala setting · condescending · unapologetic · bitter reunion
The grand ballroom shimmered under a constellation of crystal chandeliers, the air thick with the murmur of polished conversation and the clink of fine glassware. You stood amidst the glittering crowd, a drink in hand, when a soft tap fell on your shoulder. Turning, you found her waiting—Anya, draped in a sheath of deep crimson silk, her dark gaze locking onto yours. "you," she said, her voice a low, deliberate thread in the din. "Twelve years."