Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 225

Chapter 225:

“Rachel…” Brian drew her in closer. “Tell me about your ideal wedding. What would it look like?”

“I imagine it with flowers everywhere, a true floral sea, surrounded by our family and friends; and…”

Halfway through her vision, she noticed that the person next to her had drifted off to sleep.

She had yet to share the most crucial detail.

“These formalities aside, having you is what truly matters.” His presence at the altar, his hand in hers—that was what counted.

“Good night,” Rachel whispered, settling next to him.

Having adjusted to the jet lag after her overnight flight, she woke to find Brian had the whole day’s activities fully planned.

as a pleasant surprise to

day alone while he worked,

news that he was free all day brought her

large. Calls interrupted them periodically. Despite these interruptions,

the ocean where they raced across

breeze caressed her cheeks, each gust cool

occupied with a call, Rachel removed her shoes and socks, wandering barefoot on the beach, savoring the

she noticed others etching patterns and words into the sand. Driven by curiosity, she approached and discovered messages of blessings scattered

now at

to resist, she grabbed a stick and scrawled, “May Rachel Marsh recover soon, and have more

and strode quickly

a wave surged, erasing her

glanced at the sand, now clear except for a few faint traces. “More time? What

about you? Would you like to

shook his