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.

People said that no matter how strong or brave someone was, chemotherapy was

enough to bring even the toughest soul to

of cancer, the treatment would be even harsher—stronger doses, more frequent

go through it, this close and this real, was something else entirely. The sound of pain was

no idea how long she had been standing

and the room had been silent for a while that she finally

in her tired eyes. “Why are you

was deathly pale,

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her struggle to sit up, Rachel hurried forward. “Don’t

days, so I’ve been staying here too. But I’m doing better now,

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 have something contagious.

frowned. “How could they do

I can’t even blame them. Huey took out a lot of loans for my treatment, and now there’s a

completely drained. Rachel softly helped her lie