As her wedding approached, she ordered the cake from the very bakery she worked in, inviting the entire staff.

Two days before the celebration, an envelope with no return address arrived. Inside was a card:

“Tomorrow I will come — not for cake, but to repay a debt.”

An Unexpected Guest

On the wedding day, Claire stood at the window of her dressing room, watching guests arrive. Then she saw him — the old man — in a simple but freshly pressed suit, hesitating by the doorway.

Whispers began again:

— Who invited him?