“Cheers,” Anna said more audibly this time, lifting her glass high as they joined the crowd. Her smile was radiant but reserved, as if a part of her was still back in that dimly lit room, entangled in the mystery Oliver was about to unravel.
“Cheers,” Oliver repeated, clinking his glass against hers. The sound was crisp and clear, yet to him, it felt slightly dissonant, as though each chime was a reminder of the unfinished business that lay between them.