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.

her head slightly, a soft, knowing smile

murmured, her voice

inside and called

down on a nearby table as she

of the flowers instantly lifted

amazing. Rachel, thank you for bringing them—I love them. And thank you for

relatives and friends had kept their distance, as if afraid she’d become a burden or ask for

imagination begins

passed and the reality of her condition set in, her perspective began to

all this time, finally spoke up. He lifted a mirror and held it in front of Myrna. Myrna took

really good at

take a picture

and reached

she could, Myrna handed her own phone over

pictures, I want to be

“Of course.”