Brian gracefully presented a flute of champagne to Rosalynn, extending a warm welcome to the arriving guests.

“Brian, Rosalynn.”

Approaching the duo, Sanford, with a glass of champagne in hand, joined the gathering.

Brian acknowledged the other attendees with a nod. Holding Rosalynn’s waist, he walked toward Sanford.

At the sight of Sanford, Rosalynn’s thoughts inevitably turned to Maggie.

Nearly a month had passed since Maggie departed without a farewell, leaving Rosalynn uncertain about her friend’s current state.

Her gaze fixed upon Sanford, who cut a dashing figure in a silver-gray suit that exuded both elegance and style.

shadow of melancholy seemed

of perfunctoriness and cynicism, characteristic of someone

donned in a pink evening gown, sporting

brows furrowed as she recognized her-

was Sanford’s plus

Sanford reunited with

on

Angela’s Library

toast, clinking

reality, Rosalynn reciprocated the gesture, expressing her

“Thank you.”

“Rosalynn, congratulations!”

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