Chapter 18

Three days remained until the impending wedding, and Elena's life felt like a whirlwind of preparations, emotions, and a looming sense of dread. Her phone suddenly rang, and she glanced at the caller ID, her surprise evident when she saw Liam's name displayed on the screen. She hesitated before answering, her voice cautious. "Hello?"

Liam's voice came through the line, his tone surprisingly soft and inquiring. "Elena, what's the name of your favorite restaurant?"

Elena's eyes widened at the unexpected question. Liam had never shown this level of interest in her preferences before. She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing, before finally responding, "It's La Petite Bistro."

"La Petite Bistro," Liam repeated, the words rolling off his tongue. "Thank you, Elena. That's all I needed to know."

Before Elena could react or ask any questions, Liam simply hung up, leaving her with a bewildered expression and a rush of conflicting emotions. She couldn't understand Liam's behavior.

Why had