Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 387:

But her whole body trembled. Her fingers clenched the fabric of his shirt like she needed something to ground her.

Brian kissed her forehead, holding her close as if trying to reassure her, trying to calm her.

As soon as she steadied herself, she tore away from him, her red-rimmed eyes filled with anger and desperation. “If this is what you wanted, then you got it. Now leave.”

Meanwhile, outside, Andres had been waiting long enough. His patience had run out.

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, Jeffrey quickly called out, “Brian, what’s going on in there? Need me to come in?”

Rachel froze. Jeffrey was already making his way over, footsteps growing louder as he neared the kitchen.

Her heart pounded as she glanced down at herself—her hair a mess, her lips swollen, her whole appearance in complete disarray.

couldn’t let him

her panic more. She pushed against him, trying to shove him toward the door, but he

whispered. He was

braced herself, knowing she

door opened, Brian suddenly pulled her in again, his arms wrapping around her waist as he leaned in and kissed her. This time, it wasn’t desperate or forceful. It was light. Brief.

later,” he

that, he let

met him in the hallway, immediately questioning, “Brian, where’s the

much vinegar. Ruined the

that explains why you were gone for so

s .

storm. After a brief pause, they were back at it, each knocking back a generous gulp of whiskey, their eyes locking