Celina picked up the tray and began to eat.

“Want to talk?” Gabriel asked gently.

“I’m not going to cry, Gabriel,” Celina said, her tone resolute.

“Alright,” he replied, respecting her space.

“I didn’t expect to see him there, Biel. I didn’t expect our song to play,” Celina admitted, her eyes welling.

“It’s destiny, Celina. You can’t run from it,” Gabriel said quietly.

“He told me he went there just to see me, that he wanted to take me to his penthouse. Can you believe that, Gabriel?” she asked, incredulous.

Gabriel just listened, steady and attentive.

“He said he doesn’t want us apart anymore, that he wants to make things right with me—but the wedding is only hours away. How is that even possible, Gabriel? I don’t understand… How could he erase everything that reminded him of Karina and their son to be with me, yet not cancel the wedding?”

Celina bit into the sandwich, chewing absently, eyes lost in thought.

“I didn’t give in, Gabriel. If he really wants to be with me, then he’ll hav