When I saw him, I felt utterly indifferent. To me, the current David was no different from a stranger.

I raised my glass and smiled politely.

We exchanged no words.

At the gathering, I could feel a gaze frequently fixed on me.

It was an uncomfortable stare, filled with scrutiny and possession.

I steeled myself and glared back, inadvertently noticing the bracelet on Christina's wrist.

The bracelet was silver-plated; I suspected it was the same one I had broken in the office.

I looked away, unable to suppress a light laugh.

What I had discarded, someone else treated as a treasure.

Soon enough, Christina approached me.

She was beautiful, but...