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.

our voices down. Please listen to me

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

all Rachel managed to voice

care and rest. I’m

Rachel closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing

leave, he inadvertently stepped on the blanket, causing his ankle to

hosts the

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

his own discomfort. He cradled her face in his hands and urgently

winced, the sharp pain in her nose forcing her to speak. “My nose,”

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

that won’t be