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The wedding after-party thrums with the easy rhythm of laughter and clinking glasses. Overhead, strings of fairy lights cast a soft, golden shimmer across the garden terrace, illuminating couples swaying on the dance floor. You settle into your seat, the delicate silk of your bridesmaid dress whispering with the movement, a chilled flute of champagne held loosely in your fingers. Then a shadow falls across the tablecloth—Charles Leclerc steps into the light, his tuxedo impeccably tailored, a relaxed smile playing on his lips. He stops at your side, gesturing to the empty chair beside you. "You're with the bridal party?" he asks, his voice a low murmur just above the music. "Would it be all right if I sat here?"