When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Observing from a quiet corner, Sanford maintained a calm exterior as he watched the event unfold.

Yet, when his gaze inadvertently settled on Stellas dynamic yet mesmerizing presence, his heart unexpectedly skipped a beat, captivated by her effortless charm.

Sanford felt a delicate shift within him, as if a seedling of emotion had begun to sprout in the depths of his heart, rendering him slightly adrift in his own thoughts.

Matthews eyes wandered, and then fixed themselves on Stella.

Bathed in the soft luminescence of the stage Lights, Stella radiated like a beacon.

Her expression of focus, the self-assurance in her stance, and the effortless charm that flowed with her every gesture captivated Matthew entirely, chaining his gaze to her presence.

Each smile she offered, each subtle move she made, wove an enchanting spell that gently pulled at his heartstrings, stirring dormant memories within the recesses of his mind.

Out of the blue, Stella felt an intense gaze piercing through the crowd.

By instinct, she turned her head toward the VIP section. Their eyes met momentarily.

Stella caught Matthews intense, earnest gaze-a gaze imbued with a whisper of longing that echoed the way he used to look at her before the shadows of amnesia had dimmed his memories.

heart fluttered, the world around her pausing in

calm, as if the shared moment had been

smile, Stella chastised

Matthew could

snapped her back to

led the models back onto the stage to offer

the audiences applause crescendoed into a melodious symphony, perfectly capping

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the corner of her eye, Lindsay watched

inexplicable anxiety gnawed

a credible pretext to draw close to

that dangled elegantly above the runway, her eyes glinting

quiet that enveloped her, she

through her hands, yet her heart was anchored by a resolute belief: victory would bring

lying in wait for the perfect moment to pounce. At that moment, Stella stepped up to the microphone, her smile beaming