Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 565:

The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the faint sound of their breathing. Brian’s face remained calm, almost stoic, but beneath the surface, a cold detachment had settled in.

Sensing the weight of the moment, Rachel struggled to find the right words. When none came, she shifted the topic, her voice gentle but tentative. “Are you thirsty? Let me get you some water.”

Brian didn’t respond, his silence speaking volumes. He sat there, his gaze distant, as though he were somewhere far removed from the room, lost in the quiet that had settled between them.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” Rachel asked, her voice gentle, though a hint of uncertainty lingered in her tone.

“No,” Brian replied, his tone calm and detached.

Rachel pressed her lips together, the weight of his silence settling between them. She, too, fell quiet, unsure of how to bridge the distance that seemed to grow with each passing second.

Rachel’s concern deepened; she quickly moved to close the window, eager to shield him from the cold that might worsen his

tuck him in, smoothing the fabric gently. “The weather can be unpredictable, and you’re

began to pull her hand away, but Brian’s fingers closed around her wrist, his grip firm

just

This isn’t just some tactic to win my favor so I’ll let

gaze. “No,” she said softly. Though part of her hoped he might reconsider Jeffrey’s situation, her actions now were driven only by

into new worlds at

for a long moment before speaking again, his voice skeptical. “Are you certain?

Rachel winced, her brows knitting together as she met his gaze. “Yes, I do have

admit. For a fleeting moment, he wished she would lie, just once,

Rachel knew there was no point in holding back any longer. She took a slow breath, her voice soft but firm as she spoke, the words heavy with desperation. “Brian,