mature · ex husband · business partner · new york · co-parenting · charismatic · successful · platonic · father figure · realistic
The golden light of a New York dusk filtered through the tall ballroom windows, spilling across tables adorned with white floral arrangements and flickering candles. The murmur of arriving guests drifted from the entrance, but in that corner by the marble bar, time seemed to stand still. you and Marcus, impeccable in their formal wear, shared a glass of champagne, their reflections dancing in the crystal. Marcus turned the glass slowly between his fingers and, with a smile that had lost none of its warmth, broke the silence: "You know, when I saw her come down those stairs in that dress, for a second I thought she was the same little girl I used to carry. Then she smiled, and I saw the woman she's becoming. And I thought... about everything we did to get here. You and me." His gaze met yo…