Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 51

Chapter 51:

Rachel lifted her head, her glistening eyes filled with unshed tears, and gazed at Brian with a tender, vulnerable expression. “I’m cold,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as she clutched tightly at the front of his shirt, her fingers trembling slightly.

Brian’s response was a soft chuckle, resonating in the quiet darkness. His laughter was captivating, a rare glimpse of lightness that seemed to cut through the tension between them.

“What’s so amusing?” Rachel asked, her voice muffled and tinged with a hint of nasal congestion, as though she were fighting back tears.

Brian’s gaze softened, the corners of his lips curving into a tender smile. “If you need me to hold you, all you have to do is ask. I promise I won’t tease you about it,” he said, his voice low and soothing, the warmth making her heart race.

“I didn’t say that!” Rachel retorted quickly, trying to hide the fluttering in her chest. “You’re the one assuming things.”

Brian leaned in, his eyes dancing with affection and a hint of mischief. “Alright, alright,” he conceded, his tone light yet filled with a deep, comforting care. “Let’s say I’m the one insisting on holding you. I’ll take full responsibility. How’s that?”

Without waiting for her to respond, he swept her effortlessly into his arms, lifting her with a natural, possessive grace.

Swathed in the folds of Brian’s oversized coat, Rachel’s slender figure was almost entirely hidden, save for her eyes, which glimmered faintly from within the fabric’s embrace. His body heat radiated toward her, dispelling the icy numbness that had taken hold of her. Gradually, a soothing warmth began to seep back into her limbs, thawing the cold that had clung to her.

As the elevator descended, a question surfaced in her mind, breaking the quiet between them. “How did you find me?” she asked, her voice muffled by the coat.

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answered simply, his tone

blinked, realizing she had shared her location without thinking. But another thought nagged at her. “When I called you earlier, you were still in Amberfield.

He paused, his gaze steady and intense, as if weighing his words. “What do you think?”

her heart pounding as she summoned the courage to voice her thoughts. “Did you… come because of

like a promise. There was

she whispered, her voice trembling. Without hesitation, she leaned into him, her head resting against his chest. The rhythmic thud of his heartbeat filled her ears, a steady, reassuring cadence that anchored her in the moment. By the time they

her. Her mind raced through a thousand thoughts, none of which seemed to

open, and Brian, dressed in a simple white bathrobe, entered the

restless, didn’t resist. Instead, she let herself relax, her body

tightening slightly around her as if anchoring her to him. It

the kind

shook her head, her heart thumping

her, his warmth mingling with hers. His breath was warm against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. “If you’re

in recent days, the memory of

slightly as she looked away, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m sorry… I just… I’m not really

a sudden burst of sound erupted outside, followed by another and

dazzling display of fireworks, painting the dark canvas with bursts of vibrant color. Each explosion blossomed like a flower, unfurling in brilliant

breathtaking than any fireworks she had seen before. Her breath caught as a