Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 473:

As Brian drew nearer, the space between them—neither too distant nor too intimate—felt charged. His voice, crisp and distinct despite the rain, broke the silence.

Silence. “Rachel, whose umbrella will you choose?” His words were straightforward, leaving no room for ambiguity.

Rachel glanced briefly at Brian before turning back to Andres. “Thank you, Mr. Garrett, for offering to take me home. I’m grateful,” she said, her tone polite but firm.

“It’s perfectly fine. Stick close; the umbrella’s small,” Andres replied, adjusting it to shield them both more effectively.

With a subtle shift, Rachel moved nearer to him, the rain falling steadily around them as they prepared to walk away.

Brian watched the scene unfold, his expression unreadable. A bitter, humorless laugh escaped him. Without a word, he let go of his umbrella, allowing it to fall to the wet ground. There was no hesitation, no lingering look—just a decisive turn as he walked away, his figure swallowed by the rain.

Rachel’s lips twitched into a faint, bitter smile.

on,” Andres suggested

replied, her

walked in silence for a few minutes, approaching Brian’s car. Suddenly, Rachel halted, her

Andres noted, slightly confused by her sudden

his arm, her voice urgent. “Wait, let them

nodded, sensing

a sharp, engulfing pain. The rain had seeped through her clothes, aggravating her back injury. She could feel fresh blood trickling down, the wounds reopened by their

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would surely reveal her vulnerable state—an outcome she desperately wanted to avoid. To her, displaying her agony for

wheel, his gaze fixed blankly ahead. Tracy, who had been waiting quietly beside him, sensed his unease. Ronald had already

you perhaps waiting for Rachel? She might be upset. Should I

features shadowed with a rage more intense than she had ever witnessed. As she spoke, her hand moved tentatively toward the