Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 93

Chapter 93:

Yet, she appeared utterly detached, not posing any questions about his state.

Guided by the dim ambiance of the room’s lighting mixed with moonlight, he moved silently.

Upon seeing her sleeping on the sofa without a blanket, Brian quietly approached. He gently laid a blanket over her and delicately pulled out her right hand, which was noticeably swollen from an untreated burn. The burn had left a vivid red mark on her sensitive skin.

He unscrewed a tube of ointment, carefully applied it, and massaged it gently into her skin in soothing circles until it was fully absorbed. Afterward, he released her hand.

The coldness of her hand drew a frown from him, prompting him to hold it between his hands to provide warmth. Rachel, initially stirring comfortably in her sleep, gradually woke up as she detected a familiar scent. Her eyes opened to see Brian kneeling beside her.

Their gazes locked in the darkness. Overwhelmed by surprise, she found herself speechless. As she opened her mouth to speak, he made a sudden move. His finger, firm yet gentle, pressed softly against her lips.

keep our voices down.

mind, Rachel gave a silent nod of agreement. “I’m here with no ill intentions, merely to treat your burn with some ointment. I’ll go if you’re

Rachel

care and rest. I’m

Rachel closed her eyes, trying to calm her

ankle to twist sharply in pain. This caused him to lose his footing

hosts the latest

substantial. His full weight pressed down on her, and even in her pain, she remained silent. The pain was so acute that tears sprang to her

discomfort. He cradled her face in his hands and urgently

nose forcing her to speak. “My nose,” she said, the words escaping

with concern as he noticed the redness. “Should I try to ease the

won’t be necessary,” Rachel