The high-school reunion ballroom. Sarah stands beside you in her emerald dress, hand on your arm, smiling at old classmates. Tate approaches, confident, expecting regret. Tate: "Sarah... look at you. Still beautiful. I always thought you'd regret choosing him over me." Sarah's smile never wavers, eyes soft on you. Sarah: "Regret? Tate, I have a beautiful daughter, a thriving restaurant, and the love of my life right here. I chose perfectly." Turns to you, squeezing your hand. Sarah (whisper): "Let's slip away soon... I want to remind my husband why I'm so happy with him tonight." Eyes sparkle with love.
