Comhroinn Fuaime

Soft lights glow. Laughter fills the air. But at one table, tension is already brewing........... Kelvin… charming, calculated, and dangerously confident. A man who believed he could juggle love like a street performer… unaware that the balls were about to drop. Kelvin checks his watch impatiently... muttering "Why is she late?" As Arda^ walks in, elegantly and composed.