Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Chapter 19:

Rachel ignored the message and dialed Yvonne’s number.

Moments later, a location pin popped up on her screen.

Yvonne’s voice came through, steady and reassuring. “Rachel, just stay at my place for now.”

This apartment was one Yvonne had bought before her marriage—Norton didn’t even know it existed.

When Rachel arrived, suitcase in hand, she was genuinely taken aback.

The space wasn’t huge, but it had everything she could possibly need.

After a hot shower, just as she was toweling off her hair, the doorbell rang.

Rachel opened it to find Yvonne standing outside. Her brows lifted in surprise. “What are you doing here? Did Norton seriously let you out this late?”

Yvonne strolled in and sank onto the couch. “He just flew abroad. Not that it makes a difference. We barely see each other as it is.”

She waved a dismissive hand. “Enough about me—there’s nothing new to say. Let’s talk about you. Are you really planning to stay tangled up with Brian White? He’s unreliable.”

Rachel lowered her gaze. “I already suggested we break up. He refused.”

Yvonne leaned in, her tone pointed. “Do you still love him?”

Rachel’s eyes drifted to the neon lights flickering outside the window. A deep sigh escaped her lips. “I wish I didn’t.”

Yvonne scooted closer, her voice softening.

“Yeah… loving someone is such a pain. You end up turning into someone you barely recognize.”

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She let out a bitter laugh. “I can’t stand Norton, and I hate what I’ve become around him. Men are all the same—no good.”

Grumbling under her breath, she marched to the fridge and yanked out a pack of beer.

She popped the cap off one bottle and tossed another to Rachel.

“Cheers! Tonight, we forget everything and drink until we drop.”

Rachel clinked her bottle against Yvonne’s and took a long, burning sip, finishing half in one go.

Two bottles later, both were tipsy, their laughter echoing in the small apartment. Yvonne was the first to crash, slumping over the couch in a deep sleep.

At midnight, Brian was lying in bed when he called Rachel.

She hesitated, not wanting to pick up, but her hand fumbled, and before she knew it, the call connected.

“Where are you?” His voice came sharp, demanding.

giggle, her cheeks warm from the alcohol. “Shh… it’s

up instantly, his

“You’ve been drinking?”

Who the hell was she with

right now—give

call abruptly cut

instantly—but no matter how many times he tried, she

was jolted awake by the sharp ring of his phone, dragged out of bed in the dead of night to launch a frantic

how many calls they made, Rachel was nowhere to be

as ice, his

before finally speaking up, his voice cautious. “There’s actually one

flicked

swallowed. “Your grandparents’

the idea instantly. “She wouldn’t be

his grandparents. There was no way she’d show up in the

pulled out his phone and dialed

answered. “No. Still adjusting to the time

“Rachel’s missing,” Brian said.

Rachel’s disappearance have to do with him? Before

every reason to believe

you check

and your wife

you sure?” Norton

personally,” Brian replied, his voice

through his nose. “She owns an apartment. I’ll send you

Brian had the

in the air, and empty beer bottles

His gaze darkened.

strode toward

warm light over Rachel’s delicate features. She lay curled up, lost

sliding

her, she instinctively nestled against him, her warmth pressing into his

1 a.m., Brian carried her

he laid her beside him—where she

to find the bed empty. Rachel was

her phone and

about this place? Did you tell Brian White

a cold snort. “Is there anything you do that I don’t

Yvonne made up her mind—she would sell it and find a new place, somewhere Norton

first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Rachel’s eyelids fluttered open. Her vision focused, and her breath

This room—this bed—

It was Brian’s villa!

fallen

Brian’s deep voice came from

snapped toward him, suspicion flashing in her eyes. “How did you

leaned back against the headboard, watching her with an unreadable gaze. “I have my ways. But

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