Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 521:

The doctor caught her by the arm and asked, “Why can’t you donate? Your vitals were fine just now. I heard she’s your family. Are you changing your mind?”

His words cut deep, laced with accusation.

Rachel knew she couldn’t give a proper explanation—but did she really owe one? Was she not even entitled to keep her own health matters private?

Nowhere was it written that she had to lay bare her suffering for the world to judge.

“Regardless, I can’t donate,” she said firmly, refusing to waver.

Time was slipping away, and Carol’s life hung in the balance. There was no point in arguing further. But the doctor wouldn’t let it go, pressing for an answer.

“Miss, this is your family we’re talking about. If you refuse, she might—”

Rachel refused to let him finish. She wouldn’t hear those words. “That’s enough!” she snapped. “Carol is still fighting for her life, and you’re already speaking like this? What are you trying to say—curse her? And correct me if I’m wrong, but blood donation is supposed to be voluntary. Are you forcing me now?”

doctor, taken aback by her outburst, finally backed down. “Fine,” he muttered. “But her situation is dire. Find

“I will.”

words left the doctor’s mouth, the

The voices were unmistakable.

to find Brian, Doris, and Debby standing in the doorway, side by

disdain was so palpable it practically hung

but their faces made it

stepped forward immediately, sitting across from

content at

long as it saves her, take as much as you want. I don’t care.” Her unwavering voice carried through the room, painting

Carol with sweet words, acting all devoted? But when she actually needs them, they suddenly have

energy

up and draw it,” she urged the doctor, her

“Oh, look at you—won’t donate a single drop yourself, but you’re all too eager to offer up