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.

a pleasant surprise

alone while he worked, hoping for an evening out

was free all day brought

commitments loomed large. Calls interrupted them periodically. Despite

where

her cheeks, each

shoes and socks, wandering barefoot

etching patterns and words into the sand. Driven by

now

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

ended his call and strode quickly toward her.

then, a wave surged, erasing her freshly

asked, drawing near. He glanced at the sand, now clear except for a

spend more time with you!” she exclaimed. “How about you? Would

in thought, then shook his head. “You’re not making