Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 447:

At 8 AM, she met up with Elsa, and by 9, they arrived at the hospital.

The morning light streamed softly through the windows, casting golden hues over the white walls.

As they stepped inside the room, Rachel paused, her breath catching at the sight before her.

Myrna sat upright in bed, her long hair spilling over her shoulders in soft waves, glowing in the sunlight like strands of silk.

Behind her, Huey combed through it gently, his touch feather-light, his expression full of quiet devotion.

They both wore small, peaceful smiles, the kind that spoke of an unshaken bond, a love that neither illness nor time could touch.

For a fleeting second, it was as if the hospital room, the sickness, the fear—all of it had melted away, leaving behind nothing but warmth and tenderness.

If Rachel hadn’t known the truth, she never would have believed Myrna was fighting a battle with no promised victory.

And yet, that battle was very real.

turned her head slightly, a soft, knowing

voice gentle,

and called out, “It’s

on a nearby table as

the flowers instantly lifted Myrna’s spirits, making

thank you for bringing them—I love them. And thank you for visiting. It

she fell ill, most of her relatives and friends had kept their distance, as if afraid she’d become a burden or

begins

deeply. As time passed and the reality of her condition set in, her

Just then, Huey, who had been quiet all this time, finally spoke up. He lifted a mirror and held it in front of Myrna.

at

you take a picture of

and reached for her

she could, Myrna handed her own phone over

mine. Take a few extra pictures, I want to be able to look

“Of course.”