Eileen was taken aback.

The amount of information conveyed in this conversation was overwhelming. She didn't know where to start asking questions. After a moment, she stuttered, "Did you... set up a proposal scene?"

"Yes," Trish sighed with regret, "I guess it's all dismantled now. After all, it wasn't our own restaurant. It's such a pity we didn't take any photos to remember it by."

Eileen felt a pang of regret too. After a moment, she forced herself to focus. "After Rafael arrived that day, I fainted. Do you know what happened?"

"I didn't follow you there, so I really don't know what happened," Trish replied.

Eileen looked worried. "Has...