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?”

on the table. Without hesitation, she grabbed it. “Come

to give in. Her fingers tightened around the bottle, her knuckles turning white as

wanting to hurt her, he decided to take a gentler approach. “Rachel, that’s enough. You’ve had plenty. If you drink more, you’ll feel

neck as she whispered

slightly

𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘀

last sip. Will you drink with me?” she asked,

made it impossible to refuse. With a sigh, he gave

her slender neck. The deep red

any longer, he gently 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 experiencing an overwhelming desire for the first time, utterly

in her completely. His kiss was fierce, urgent, filled with possession—like he wanted to claim every part of her as his

didn’t pull away. Instead, she rose on her