Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 113

Chapter 113:

“In that case, I’ll share the meal with Jeffrey.”

Rachel’s surrender came with a resigned nod. “Fine!” She recognized the futility of resistance. Brian knew how to make her surrender.

When Rachel arrived at the branch office, Samira rushed to meet her, concern etched across her features. “Rachel, Trey hasn’t come in today. I’ve tried calling repeatedly, but there’s no response. Did something happen yesterday?”

Yesterday? The word triggered fragments of memory. She recalled drinking with Kern, the alcohol proving stronger than anticipated, eventually pulling her into unconsciousness.

Logic suggested Trey must have escorted her back to her room afterward.

Yet when consciousness returned, she found Brian beside her instead. The sequence of events refused to align properly in her mind, like pieces of a puzzle with crucial sections missing. Brian appeared to be the only one holding all the answers, leaving her little choice but to accept his lunch invitation today.

Brian had provided, her bag clutched tightly. The venue before her was renowned as an exclusive sanctuary

crimson carpet, she suddenly found herself immersed in an ethereal display. Rose petals descended from above in a mesmerizing cascade, transforming the moment into something out of a dream. Countless petals drifted through the air, settling gently in her hair and across her

had metamorphosed into an enchanted garden, petals dancing through the air in

sweeping spiral staircase, Brian descended with measured grace, his commanding presence softened by the romantic setting. He paused before her,

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as a caress from his

The thought that he would orchestrate such an achingly romantic gesture

its effect on her heart would have been futile. Yet she despised how

on, stay strong. Don’t let this momentary romance erase everything that’s happened!” her inner voice rallied against the sweetness of the moment. She spun around,

allow her heart to soften. This beautiful moment couldn’t erase the

footsteps echoing behind her. Her pace quickened with each step he took, their dance of pursuit