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.

hub is

answered

another thought nagged at her. “When I called you earlier,

his gaze steady and intense, as if weighing his words.

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

replied, the simplicity of the word wrapping around Rachel like a promise.

washed over Rachel. “Thank you,” 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

on the bed, but sleep stubbornly eluded her. Her mind raced through a thousand

door creaked open, and Brian, dressed in a simple white bathrobe, entered the room. Without a word,

awake and slightly restless, didn’t resist. Instead, she let herself relax, her body leaning into the warmth of his chest, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing offering quiet

arms tightening slightly around her as if anchoring her to him. It was as if he

low and rich in the silence of the room, was the kind

her head, her heart thumping in a soft rhythm

against Rachel’s shoulder as he nuzzled her, his warmth mingling with hers. His breath was warm against her ear,

grasp his implication. Though their relationship had grown closer in recent days, the memory

voice barely a whisper. “I’m sorry… I just…

fully linger in the air, a sudden burst of sound erupted

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

spectacle before her was far more breathtaking than any fireworks she had seen before. Her breath caught