Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 613:

A faint, bittersweet smile tugged at her lips. “But Brian… you can’t give me that. The home I long for is something you can never provide.”

Just then, her phone rang, breaking the heavy silence. Seeing Yvonne’s name on the screen, Rachel instinctively pulled away from Brian.

“Wait, I have to take this.”

Bringing the phone to her ear, she spoke softly. “Hey, Yvonne.”

Yvonne’s worried voice came through instantly. “Have you been drinking? You know it’s not good for you…”

Rachel let out a soft, weary chuckle. “I know, Yvonne. But when I’m sober, the pain is unbearable. If I don’t drink, how am I supposed to keep going?”

Rachel’s eyes landed on the wine bottle sitting on the table. Without hesitation, she grabbed it. “Come on, let’s

she was already very drunk and quickly reached for the bottle to stop her. But she refused to give in. Her fingers tightened around the bottle, her knuckles turning

hurt her, he decided to take a gentler approach. “Rachel,

her arms looping around his neck as she whispered playfully, “I’m already

slightly in

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“Just one last sip. Will you drink with

it impossible to

last of her wine. She must have drunk too fast because the wine spilled down her slender neck. The

held her face and captured her lips in a deep, lingering kiss. A flood of emotions overtook them, and he felt as if he were

kiss was fierce, urgent, filled with possession—like he wanted to claim every part of her as

on her toes,