A man stood, leaning against the wall at the corner of the room. His piercing blue eyes were fixated on Sarah and Michael, observing their interactions with a mix of emotions. As he watched, his gaze burned with a mixture of jealousy as he stared at Micheal, and then his gaze shifted to Sarah, his eyes having that look of longing for his long-lost love. His heart quickened at the sight of Sarah's radiant smile and the way her dimples deepened.
His lips, usually thin and stoic, couldn't help but curl into a wider, appreciative smile as he took in the breathtaking beauty of his wife. To him, she was an angelic presence, captivating and mesmerizing in every way. The way she moved, the way she spoke, and the way she effortlessly commanded attention - it all made his heart flutter.
Her voice carried a melodic tone, captivating the room with every word she uttered. It was as if a symphony of confidence and grace flowed through her, leaving everyone in awe.
