TimeNovelChapter 225 Chapter 225: "Rachel..." Brian drew her in closer. "Tellabout 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHaving adjusted to the jet lag after her overnight flight, she woke to find Brian had the whole day's activities fully planned.
This cas a pleasant surprise to her.
She had braced herself to spend the day alone while he worked, hoping for an evening out together.
The news that he was free all day brought her immense joy.
Still, his commitments loomed large. Calls interrupted them periodically. Despite these interruptions, Rachel felt fulfilled.
He had arranged a trip to the ocean where they raced across the waves on a yacht.
The breeze caressed her cheeks, each gust cool and refreshing.
While Brian was occupied with a call, Rachel removed her shoes and socks, wandering barefoot on the beach, savoring the silence.
The sand beneath her feet 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 the shore.
Fresh uploads now at galηovlsUnable to resist, she grabbed a stick and scrawled, "May Rachel Marsh recover soon, and have more twith Brian White." No sooner had she finished than Brian ended his call and strode quickly toward her. Her heart raced as he neared.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust then, a wave surged, erasing her freshly written words.
"What had you written?" Brian asked, drawing near. He glanced at the sand, now clear except for a few faint traces. "More time? What did you write down?" "To spend more twith you!" she exclaimed. "How about you? Would you like to make a wish too?" Brian paused, seemingly deep in thought, then shook his head. "You're not making a wish?" "It seems I don't really have anything to wish for."
Undeterred, Rachel handed him the stick. "Try it; make a wish." It was hard to believe someone could be without a single wish. Surely, he could think of something.
Reluctantly, Brian accepted the stick and wrote, saying, "May return to ten years ago. "Why ten years?" Rachel inquired.
eT "Back then, I was younger, and I left too many things undone. IfI could, I'd go back and correct my mistakes." A twinge of pain flickered across Rachel's heart.
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