Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 675:

Brian’s face softened as he approached, his eyes filled with quiet sincerity. “It’s my fault, Grandma. I’ve been preoccupied, but I promise I’ll make an effort to be here more often, every day if you’d like.”

Carol waved him off dismissively, but her gaze held a weight of understanding. “That’s not what I meant,” she replied with a gentle smile.

She then looked at the last slice of orange in his hand. “I don’t need it, Brian,” she said with a soft, maternal warmth. “You should try it instead.”

Brian, though not particularly fond of oranges, gave a slight nod. He popped the slice into his mouth, feeling the sweet and tangy burst of flavor fill his senses.

“How is it?” Carol asked softly, her gaze fixed as she watched Brian’s reaction.

Brian answered, his tone distant, the

savoring. Love, too, has its bitter moments, but in the end, the sweetness should always linger. If the bitterness never fades, it becomes unbearable. Rachel… she’s had to live with an orange that was sour and bitter from start to finish. If you were

“Grandma…” He paused, his words heavy with emotion. “It’s been half

to surface. “I’m

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figure he had often tried to be. He was a child again, seeking comfort and

been consumed by relentless busyness. His parents, deeply engrossed in their careers, had little time to spare. Hiring nannies to

made it her responsibility to stay by his side, offering him not just care but her undivided attention. The bond between them grew stronger with each passing day, far surpassing

part of Brian, embedded in his heart and soul. Carol had raised him, shaped him, and offered him comfort in times of pain. Now, seeing the weight of distress on his face, her