Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 678:

When he arrived, the doctor looked up from his files. “Are you Rachel’s family?”

Jeffrey swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. “Yes. I’m her brother.”

“Does she have any other relatives?”

Jeffrey shook his head with determination. “I’m the only one she has.” The doctor hesitated for a moment, then adjusted his glasses and sighed. In the end, he chose to tell the truth.

Thirty minutes later, Jeffrey rushed out of the doctor’s office and ran straight to the stairwell.

In the dim, damp stairwell, where no one could see him, he finally let go. His shoulders shook as he broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

Kidney failure… Cancer…

that, the medical terms blurred together—things he neither

body trembling. Why? Why did it have to be Rachel? Why was fate so merciless to

told him to take care of himself… it wasn’t

him to find a job, to stand on his

𝕆𝖗𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖆𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖔𝗇 gⲁⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗼𝗆

she had known, long before he did, that she might not be around to look after

tears stopped, only to start again. Over and over, in an endless cycle of grief. No one was there to comfort him—he could only endure the pain

of morning filtered through the curtains, Rachel’s eyes fluttered

trembled as she

side, jolted upright. “Rachel,”

sliver of light. Slowly, her vision adjusted until she could make out the familiar features

lips—weak but enough to

Jeffrey blurted out, his voice filled with