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.

If he truly was, why wasn’t he there when she needed him most? But if he wasn’t,

noticed her melancholy and approached, resting his hand gently on her fragile shoulder. “I’m sorry, Rachel. We don’t have to discuss

fought to hold back

the simplest way to summarize her relationship with

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 me for a bit,

smile remained comforting and genuine, just as it

content at

okay if I?” Rachel whispered, her voice barely

“Of course, you can.”

she replied, gently resting her head

was young, his shoulder felt as solid as Jeffrey’s had always been. She found herself reminiscing about the times she leaned on Jeffrey, filled with laughter and deep conversations. Before Brian

its challenges—often skipping meals and enduring Moira’s stern hand—but Jeffrey’s company made those tough times

old times,” Rachel whispered nostalgically. “You still love road trips