Zachary looked up, grunted in response, and kept adjusting his tie like he couldn't care less.

"Congratulations—you're one step closer to marrying Danielle," Rebecca said with a smile.

Zachary paused briefly but said nothing, just pressed his lips together and grabbed his suit jacket. Rebecca watched as his long fingers slowly buttoned up his coat. ‘Man, Danielle's one lucky girl,’ she thought.

"I'm leaving," he said.

Rebecca stood there, ...