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…

the bathroom. Leaning over the sink, she coughed again, her body trembling. This time, she thought she

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

was taken aback to find Brian waiting just outside the

She lost her balance for a moment, but Brian was quick to react, catching her effortlessly. His brow furrowed as he looked at her, concern deepening

look pale. Are you still feeling unwell? If the

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voice calm but tinged with

no need to bother anyone. I don’t want to

the worry in

back to bed

“Okay,” Rachel murmured, nodding.

the bed, she suddenly felt herself lifted off the floor, her body instinctively tensing as she was cradled in Brian’s

and comforting voice reached her

look weak. It’s safer if I carry you to bed so you don’t