The atmosphere seemed empty for a moment with the silence that fell over the hall of that event that was on the verge of being canceled. There was Daniel Busch, with his elegant demeanor and his beard trimmed in a style different from the French style, which definitely gave him a more youthful look. Without further delay, he took a step into the hall.

Daniel moved gracefully among the tables, taking his time to greet everyone present. He exchanged greetings with great courtesy, as if he had all the time in the world. When he reached Karen's table, she tried to speak to him more closely, but her initiative failed as Daniel didn't even look her in the eyes.

"Karen... a pleasure," was the only thing that came out of Daniel's lips, followed by a light pat on the back of her hand.

"Daniel? Wait, let's talk..." she murmured with eyes filled with emotion as she saw him, stretching her hand as if, with helplessness, she tried to reach him, but it was impossible.

The ladies next to Karen only