Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 393:

The once vibrant atmosphere now felt hollow, the breakfast on the table growing cold as the warmth drained from the room.

Rachel’s hands shook as she reached for a glass of water, her fingers struggling to grip it properly.

Noticing her distress, Andres stepped in, gently placing the glass in her hand.

“Take your time,” he said softly, his voice soothing. “There’s no need to hurry.”

Rachel took a few quick sips, the cool water helping to steady her nerves. Slowly, the tension in her chest began to ease, and she felt herself regaining composure.

“He’s angry now, but he probably hasn’t gone far. If you want to explain, there’s still time,” Andres suggested gently, his tone encouraging.

Rachel set the glass down and shook her head.

“It’s better this way,” she replied softly.

she didn’t want to reopen old wounds

following day, Rachel carefully applied makeup to conceal her pale complexion before heading

steaming cups of coffee on the table, their rich aroma filling the air. It was

Elsa greeted

Rachel replied,

down. No need to stand

she had taken her seat

soon signaled a waiter and passed the

see if there’s anything else you’d like. Don’t hold back; order whatever you want,” she

her

L𝓐tєѕτ chʜɑρτєrs ιn g𝒶l𝑛ovєl𝑠.ⲕоm

coffee is perfect

then? A little dessert won’t hurt; you’ve always kept your figure so well,” Elsa

notice the unusual deference in Elsa’s manner, almost

spirited personality. She had always been proud and self-assured. Though not from a wealthy background, she had never lacked anything and had grown