Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 87

Chapter 87:

His mind, however, wandered back to the figure who had stood close to Rachel on the bridge that night. The shadows had masked the man’s face, but Trey clearly recalled his name: Brian White.

“Rachel,” Trey said, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, “may I ask you something?”

“Absolutely. What’s on your mind?”

Hesitating, he took a breath and asked, “Do you… have a boyfriend? Was that man on the bridge… your boyfriend?”

Rachel paused, her spoon suspended in mid-air. She gently placed it down and stood, moving wordlessly toward the window. Outside, the sunlight was inviting, yet a cold settled over her heart.

All day, she had tried to push thoughts of Brian from her mind. Yet, Trey’s words had steered her thoughts back to him.

was, why wasn’t he there when she needed him most? But if he wasn’t, how could she make sense of their deep connection and

resting his hand gently on her fragile shoulder. “I’m

fought to hold back tears. She inhaled sharply before answering, “He

way to summarize her relationship with

weight of her grief. “Rachel, you once mentioned that I remind you of Jeffrey,” he murmured. “Let me be there for you like a brother. Just lean on

remained comforting and genuine, just as it always

more content

Rachel whispered, her voice

“Of course, you can.”

replied, gently resting her head on his

as solid as Jeffrey’s had always been. She found herself reminiscing about the times she leaned on Jeffrey, filled

Moira’s stern hand—but Jeffrey’s company made those tough

stars, just like old times,” Rachel whispered nostalgically. “You still love road trips and kite flying, don’t you? We’ll