Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 182

Chapter 182:

He leaned down, his breath warm against her skin. “Goodnight,” he murmured. Then, his lips brushed against hers.

A soft, lingering kiss. Tender. Careful. Almost reverent.

Moments later, she heard him step away. The quiet click of the door signaled his exit. Only then did her tears finally slip free.

But less than a minute later, the door creaked open again. Her breath hitched. Heart pounding, she quickly wiped her tears and resumed her act—still, quiet, asleep.

She wasn’t sure when sleep finally took her, but sometime in the middle of the night, she stirred, feeling a firm pressure against her back. Half-awake, she reached behind her, her fingers brushing against something solid, like a wall. But it was warm.

Feeling the chill of the night, she instinctively shifted closer, her fingers exploring for the mysterious warmth. Behind her, Brian’s body tensed, every muscle freezing in place as he barely dared to breathe.

In the profound silence of midnight, her wandering hand tested the very limits of his restraint. Unable to endure the sweet torture any longer, Brian captured both her hands with one of his own.

immobile, Rachel released

she pleaded, her voice barely audible in the

voice was low, husky, edged with restraint. “Be good. Don’t move. If you keep squirming like that, I

understanding gradually dawned on her, and Rachel felt a curious sense

Ronald’s call about a company matter broke the delicate equilibrium

for

go,” Rachel suggested,

“You really want me

her

move, as if

call him back. Instead, silence greeted him. A strange, stifling feeling settled in his chest. Without another word,

as Brian was gone, Rachel headed to the nurse’s station. The request for her body check-up had already been

will the results be ready?”

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