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.

is asleep. Let’s keep our voices down. Please listen to

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

words were all Rachel

care and rest. I’m

her eyes, trying to calm her

started to leave, he inadvertently stepped on the blanket, causing his ankle to twist sharply in pain. This caused

the

on her, and even in her pain,

his own discomfort. He cradled her face in

her to speak. “My nose,” she

as he noticed

be necessary,” Rachel