Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 482:

Rachel’s lips curved slightly in gratitude. “Thank you.”

As she made her way to the inpatient department, her eyes skimmed over the list of hospital departments on the elevator panel. A sudden thought struck her.

If she remembered correctly, Myrna was in this hospital.

Three days later, once her wounds had improved a little, Rachel decided to visit her classmate.

She hadn’t expected to arrive at such an unfortunate moment. As she approached Myrna’s door, faint but agonizing groans reached her ears.

The sounds were broken, almost gasping, yet they carried an unmistakable weight of pain and sorrow.

Even without stepping inside, Rachel could feel the sheer weight of suffering inside that room.

session. People said that no matter how strong or brave someone

enough to bring even

stages of cancer, the

before, but hearing someone actually go through it, this close and this

had no idea how long she had

a doctor walked out and the room had been silent for a while that she

looked up, surprise flashing in her tired

a chemotherapy session, and it showed. Her face was deathly pale, drained of color, and her voice wavered with weakness as

the latest updates

sit up, Rachel hurried forward. “Don’t

these past few days, so I’ve been staying here too. But I’m doing better now, so I thought I’d drop

weak smile barely formed on Myrna’s pale lips. “Rachel, thank you for still remembering me and coming all this way. You know, ever since I got sick, fewer people visit. Especially my relatives—they act like I

could

a lot of loans for my treatment, and now there’s a mountain of debt. Everyone has their own

Myrna looked completely drained. Rachel softly helped her lie back down. “You should rest. I’ll stay with you. You don’t have to