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.

came as a pleasant

the day alone while he worked, hoping for an evening out

free all day brought

his commitments loomed large. Calls interrupted them periodically.

where

her cheeks,

a call, Rachel removed her shoes

felt as soft as plush carpet. As she walked, she noticed others etching patterns and words into the sand. Driven by curiosity, she approached and discovered messages of blessings scattered across

uploads now

scrawled, “May Rachel Marsh recover soon,

than Brian ended his call and strode quickly toward her. Her heart raced

surged, erasing her freshly written

sand, now clear except for a few faint traces.

exclaimed. “How about

paused, seemingly deep in thought, then shook his head.