Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 511:

“We’re friends. A superior and subordinate, but not a couple. That’s all.”

“Really?” Rachel asked, her voice barely above a whisper, a trace of disbelief hanging in the air.

She wanted to believe him. Really, she did. But the uncertainty that lingered in her chest made it hard to shake the feeling that Tracy, even if not officially in his life as a partner, would always be there—a shadow casting over whatever they could have. Even if they weren’t a couple now, it felt like only a matter of time.

And Rachel wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

“Let’s just sleep,” Rachel said, her voice tinged with exhaustion. She patted her chest, took a shaky breath, and lay back down, hoping to quiet the storm inside her.

But the moment her head touched the pillow, another fit of coughing wracked her body, violent and unrelenting.

“I’m sorry,” Rachel whispered, her voice hoarse. “I didn’t mean to keep you awake.”

Not wanting to disturb him further, she slipped out of bed and hurried to…

over the sink, she coughed again, her body trembling. This

it always meant. Blood was a harbinger, a cruel reminder that time was

Rachel emerged from the bathroom, she was taken aback to find Brian waiting just outside

quick to react, catching her effortlessly. His brow furrowed as he looked at her, concern deepening

unwell? If the

𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺

voice

anyone. I don’t want

softened, but the worry in his eyes

least go back to bed and

“Okay,” Rachel murmured, nodding.

step toward the bed, she suddenly felt herself lifted off

comforting

safer if I carry you to bed so you