I Have No Interest

As they walked through the grand, elegantly decorated hall, Alana glanced at Calvin, her expression apologetic. The ambient light from the chandeliers cast a soft glow on her face, highlighting the worry lines etched on her forehead. "I'm really sorry about that. You already know how they are," she said, her voice tinged with regret.

Calvin gave her a reassuring smile, though his eyes held a hint of old pain. "They are just like you, before our divorce."

Alana winced slightly, her eyes reflecting a mix of guilt and sorrow. "Calvin…"

“I’m just saying,” Calvin replied, his tone gentle but firm. He didn’t want to reopen old wounds, but the truth was unavoidable.

They continued walking and soon reached a group of well-dressed individuals, their attire reflecting the opulence of the event. The group was engrossed in an animated discussion about the latest advancements in pharmaceuticals. The air was filled with a sense of importance and innovation, and the attendees’ conversations were pun
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