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    “You must be starving,” he said with a smile.


    “Yes,” she admitted.


    “Hope you don’t mind I made the order in advance.”


    “It’s okay. By the way, you said you had something important to talk about. What is it?” Rachel asked, her voice betraying a hint of unease.


    Trey smiled again. His expression was as kind and genuine as the first time she met him.


    “No rush, let’s eat first,” he said warmly.


    While they ate, he casually asked her a few questions.


    “Rachel, your wedding with Mr. White ising up soon, right?”


    “The date’s set, but it’s still a few months off.”


    “Have you tried on your wedding gowns yet?” he asked.


    “Not yet. We’ve been busy, so we’ve been putting it off. Plus…” Rachel lightly touched her stomach, a little embarrassed. “I think I’ve put on some weight.”


    “I don’t think that’s true,” Trey quickly reassured her.


    After sipping some water, Trey looked at her with soft eyes. “You look amazing in anything, and you’ll be even more stunning in a wedding dress.”


    Rachel felt warmth from his words, but something didn’t sit right with her. He seemed unusually interested in her rtionship with Brian today, asking questions he wouldn’t usually bring up. After dinner, they decided to take a walk.


    When they reached a quieter, more private spot, Trey took a deep breath and finally said, “Rachel, can I ask you for something?”


    “What is it?” she asked, sensing the shift in his tone.


    “An invitation,” Trey replied, his tone firm. “To your wedding with Mr. White. I might not be here when it happens, but no matter where I am, please send me an invitation. I’ll be there to witness your most beautiful moment,e what may.”


    He just wanted to witness her wedding with his own eyes.


    Rachel was caught off guard. “What do you mean? Where are you headed?”


    Only then did he exin, “Rachel, it’s been great working with you, and I’m grateful we met. But for personal reasons, I have to leave.”


    Rachel’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She had so many questions. Seeing the firm resolve in his eyes, she stopped herself from asking anything further.


    “Are you sure about this? Have you thought it through?”


    Trey nodded. “Yes, I’m sure.”


    At this point, seeing his determination, Rachel didn’t try to talk him out of it. “If there’s ever an opportunity, you’re always wee toe back,” she said, offering her hand.


    Trey nced at her hand, unsure whether to take it.


    After a brief pause, he finally found the courage to ask, “Would it be alright if I gave you a hug?”


    Noticing her hesitation, he quickly rified, “It’s nothing more than a hug. I truly appreciate everything you’ve done. I just want to say goodbye properly.”


    This time, Rachel didn’t pull away.


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