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.”

the exchange, couldn’t suppress the

bathroom, steam hung thick. Both were soaked, their bodies close, and the intimacy between them was undeniable. Everything was

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. Brian’s attention, care, and love were all given to

were gentle, almost tender, as he dried her off. “I’ll carry you to the bed,” he said, his voice unusually soft.

his words felt like a bucket of cold water, dousing the warmth that had lingered between them. Rachel’s heart sank. Was he leaving to see Tracy again? Rachel’s hands clenched tightly, her body

snapped. She stepped forward with desperation, her mind barely

Brian tightly, her voice soft but trembling. “Stay with me

lasted only a second. He quickly regained his composure and gently stroked her hair, his voice calm

pleaded, her eyes red and glistening with unshed tears. She bit her lip so hard

but still resolute. “You’ve always been understanding. Don’t

be understanding. She

as she looked up at him,

shook his head, his voice turning colder. “Listen, Rachel, you need to

heart

in an instant, his lips pressing into a thin line. With a firm grip, he pried her fingers open, one by one, his

couldn’t hold on any longer. She let out a soft, bitter laugh, almost mocking her vulnerability. Slowly,

back soon,” Brian said, his tone clipped, as he turned and walked away without

a child. Tracy had called him countless

likely because of Tracy. After all, she was the 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 never fade. She was his first love, the kind of love that never really ended. So, of course, he treated her like a treasure, even if it meant ignoring Rachel’s needs and

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,

she picked it up and saw the

and clinical as ever. “Three months from now, it’s a good day

wasn’t calling to consult; she

tone clipped. “Although my family is wealthy,

to keep her voice steady. “Okay, I’ll let my dad know. Don’t worry, I won’t ask for a penny

was far from satisfied. A mocking laugh echoed on the other

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