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…

terms blurred together—things he neither understood

be Rachel? Why was fate so merciless to the one person who had already endured so much? This

The way she always told him to

wonder she pushed him to find a

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he did, that

in an endless cycle of grief. No one was there

glow of morning filtered through the

still, her lashes trembled as she forced her heavy

been keeping a silent vigil by her side, jolted upright. “Rachel,” he called gently,

haze, she caught a sliver of light. Slowly, her vision adjusted until she could make out the

tugged at her lips—weak but enough

awake,” Jeffrey blurted out,