Hannah

As I read the message, my jaw dropped in shock. How could my fiancé ask another woman out to dinner when I clearly mentioned I needed some rest? And why Hannah of all people?

I swiftly typed a response, my hands trembling with frustration. "Why are you planning to dine with Hannah? I thought we agreed on a peaceful evening at home." I pressed send and eagerly awaited Elijah's reply.

My phone buzzed once more after a few seconds.

"I understand you're exhausted, but Hannah is a valued client. Strengthening our professional relationship with her is important. I assure you, it's purely business."

I didn't want to come off as a possessive and insecure partner. I truly wanted to believe in Elijah and his loyalty.

With a forced smile, I assured him, "Alright, I trust you. Enjoy your meal."

Setting my phone aside, I couldn't help but dwell on the situation. Why did Elijah have to invite Hannah? Couldn't he have picked a male friend instead? Despite my uneasiness, I tried to push those thought