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.

want to reopen old wounds or complicate

makeup to conceal her pale

the table, their rich aroma filling the air. It was

the traffic?” Elsa greeted her warmly, standing

replied, returning

need

until she had taken her seat before settling back into her

and

like. Don’t hold back; order whatever you want,” she said

her

L?tєѕτ chʜɑρτєrs ιn g?l?ovєl?.ⲕоm

coffee is perfect for

A little dessert won’t hurt; you’ve always kept

deference in Elsa’s manner, almost as if she were trying

Though not from a wealthy background, she had