Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 360:

Aron’s plea seemed to stir something in Doris. She paused, her fingers tightening as she slowly turned to face them. Her eyes shimmered with tears, her voice trembling as she whispered, “You’ve already informed him—has he shown up yet? No. He’s about to get married, and his whole world revolves around Rachel now. There seems to be no place for me in his heart anymore.”

The moment the words left Doris’s lips, her composure crumbled. Tears cascaded down her face, each one a testament to the profound sorrow tearing her apart.

Debby stepped closer, her voice urgent yet firm. “Don’t think that way, Doris. Brian isn’t heartless; he would never turn his back on you. It’s Rachel who’s clouding his judgment. She’s the one pulling the strings. Don’t let her deceive you.”

Aron joined in, his tone calm but earnest. “Doris, you’ve always been precious to Brian. He would never walk away from you. You have to hold onto that.”

“Is that true?” Doris asked, her voice fragile, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“Of course,” Aron reassured her, his words steady. “He’s probably stuck in traffic. You know how unpredictable it can be.”

Aron a sharp glare, her frustration bubbling over. “How can you still make excuses for Rachel Marsh at a time like this? She probably found out about

“Debby, Rachel is about to join our family.

biting. “And when I ran into her at the hospital, she didn’t show an

hospital, she must not have been feeling well.

within her. While Aron’s care for her was apparent, his readiness to accept Rachel into the family wounded her. Doris believed she should be the sole recipient of the White family’s love and attention. The idea of sharing that affection with Rachel was something she found completely unacceptable. She resolved internally that

“Brian will always mean the world to me. Whatever he chooses, I’ll never resent him. I’m just sorry… sorry for

the ledge, her body tilting perilously toward the

𝕍𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠: g𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝕖𝗅𝕤﹒ⅽ𝕠𝕞

quiet for now. Stay put. I’m going over,” he whispered urgently, his voice barely audible as he steeled himself to sprint toward Doris and pull her

concern. Spotting Doris on the window ledge, with most of her body dangling perilously outside, he cried out in alarm,

voice trembling with mixed emotions. “Brian… you finally came. I was