Requiem of a Broken Heart
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Chapter 1:
“Come on, just one more time,” came a low, commanding whisper, the words dripping with urgency.
Drained and slick with sweat, Rachel Marsh felt her body being lifted once again. The movements were quick, driven by a pressing need. Despite the rush of the moment, she managed to gather herself, lifting her head just enough to speak.
“What if we stop using protection?” she said quietly, her voice soft yet earnest. “I’ve been thinking… I want to have a baby.”
Brian White, her fiancé, froze for a split second, his expression unreadable. But the hesitation was fleeting. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear, and replied in a cold, detached tone, “Having a child complicates everything. I’m not ready for that.”
Rachel bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “But we’re getting married soon,” she said, her voice trembling with emotion. “Your parents have been talking about wanting grandchildren. You can’t really say it’s impossible, can you?”
A family with Brian was what Rachel had always dreamed of, but his cold, unyielding demeanor made her feel small and insignificant.
She swallowed her emotions, nodding slowly. “Alright. We’ll talk about it later.”
Brian’s expression softened slightly, as if the tension between them was easing. But before he could speak, his phone rang, abruptly cutting through the fragile moment.
A soft, hesitant voice came through the speaker as soon as Brian answered. “Brian, I’m so sorry to bother you so late… I tripped in the living room and hurt my foot. If you’re busy, I’ll just—”
It was Tracy Haynes, Brian’s first love. Before she could finish, Brian interrupted, his voice firm but gentle. “Hold on, I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Oh… I didn’t mean to interrupt you and Rachel. If this is a bad time, I can just take a taxi,” Tracy replied.
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“No interruption,” Brian reassured her, his voice soft and steady. “Don’t worry about it.”
couldn’t suppress the bitter laugh that bubbled
bathroom, steam hung thick. Both were soaked, their bodies close, and the intimacy between them
as Rachel stood there, she realized something that struck her like a cold truth. Being favored was a privilege she would never know. It was about exceptions, about bending every rule for one person, and that person would never be her.
almost tender, as he dried her off. “I’ll carry you to the bed,” he said, his voice unusually soft. “You
between them. Rachel’s heart sank. Was he
She stepped forward with desperation, her mind barely catching up to
soft but trembling. “Stay with me tonight…
body momentarily stiffening in surprise. But the hesitation lasted only a second. He quickly regained his composure and gently stroked her hair, his voice calm
Rachel pleaded, her eyes red and glistening with unshed tears. She bit her lip so hard it drew blood. “Just this once,
voice softening but still resolute. “You’ve always been understanding. Don’t
Rachel didn’t want to be understanding.
she looked up at him, desperation etched across
shook his head, his voice turning colder. “Listen, Rachel,
shook her head, her heart pounding, unwilling to give
pressing into a thin line. With a firm grip, he pried her fingers open, one
longer. She let out a soft, bitter laugh, almost mocking her vulnerability. Slowly, she released her grip, her fingers trembling from the strain, and finally, the weight of
back soon,” Brian said, his tone clipped, as he turned
soon?” Those words felt empty, like something you’d say to comfort a child. Tracy had called him countless times before, and he’d always gone to her. He never
one who had always held the key to his heart, the one he cherished deeply, the woman he couldn’t let go of, the one whose memory would
her, though it did little to cleanse the heaviness in her chest. When she finally crawled into bed, the sheets felt cold and unwelcoming. No matter how she tossed and turned, the bed refused to warm
morning, Rachel was jolted awake by the ringing of her phone. Groggily, she picked
as cold and clinical as
calling to consult; she was
get your parents ready,” Debby continued, her tone clipped. “Although my family is
I’ll let my dad know. Don’t worry, I won’t ask for
Debby was far from satisfied. A mocking laugh echoed on the other end of the line.
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