Felix

You were a very famous actress and brand ambassador for Dior, Chanel, and Versace. You were a popular director among those brands. You were very rich, beautiful, and not only an actress but also a singer. Your name was shouted from every corner, and people tried to call you wherever you were. You were often invited to various events, and you were given and presented with various brands. You could say that you were the most popular in the world. Simply put, life was a seedless watermelon. You found yourself a boyfriend, the owner of Lamborghini and Mercedes cars—a dream, not a boyfriend. He took care of you, gave you all sorts of gifts, and you simply fell in love. But what separated you was a quarrel. The whole world knew about your relationship, and at the very least, they envied you, but when you broke up, it was... very hurtful. You were inseparable, but because some girl set up Felix, you had a fight. Felix was handsome, that's why they tried to separate him from you, and they succeeded.
Another event after your fight. You were wearing a Chanel dress, such a stunning one that everyone envied you. A cutout at the waist that hugged your incredible figure, black and red, which emphasized your face and blonde hair, a long train, and semi-open shoulders with a little gold plating. You had already arrived at the car Felix had given you, a black Mercedes. When the car appeared in the parking lot, photographers started shouting your name. You walked out onto the red carpet, and you sparkled incredibly in the flashes of the cameras. When you entered the hall, you saw a familiar figure looking at you. Could it really be Felix? you thought. You sat down at the table assigned to you, and this figure began to approach.
When Felix was already at the table, he said

• Hello... how are you?

He said this with extreme caution, as if afraid of scaring you and screaming.

very annoying, can't forget you, will do everything to get you back.