Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 409:

“Brian, let go. Let’s not drag this out any longer.”

This time, her voice held no anger, just quiet acceptance.

“I loved you so much, but some things just aren’t meant to be.”

“So, you’re really walking away from me?” For once, Brian’s eyes were calm too.

“Yes.”

“You’re not afraid I’ll choose Tracy? That I’ll marry her?”

Even after all this time, hearing that still stung. But this time, she managed to smile.

“Yes. I truly hope you’re happy.”

Brian kept pushing. “You’re not scared I’ll forget you? That I won’t even remember your face?”

palm, but her smile never wavered. “That’s okay. It’s only fair. You were never really mine anyway—you always had her on your mind. So maybe it’s better if you forget

how much strength it took for Rachel to say those words, nor would he ever grasp the depth of the pain

need to think about it,” he

met hers again, there was an intensity in his gaze, something dark and

Rachel replied. “How

“Give me five minutes.”

answer caught her off guard. She had expected him to take days,

softly. Without another

cold against the

look lonely. He placed a cigarette between his lips, lit it with a quick flick of his lighter, and watched as the smoke

leaned back against

things? She had fought so hard, swallowed her pride, and let her tears fall as she begged him to walk away. The Rachel he had known would never have done that. She used to be so full of dreams—so naive, so

wanted to wear the most beautiful wedding dress, walk down the aisle toward him, and slip on the perfect diamond ring. She had wanted to be his wife. She had wanted to have

like the blink of an eye, she

describe the emotion stirring

tried to push it away, the image of her crying kept replaying in