Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips, his heart breaking with the depth of his love.

As he pulled away, he wiped his eyes, then called out, his voice steady but thick with emotion, “Ronald, come in.”

Ronald, waiting outside, entered the room and stopped beside Brian, sensing the gravity of the moment.

“Did you bring everything?” Brian asked, his voice now calm but still tinged with emotion.

“Sir, as you instructed, I’ve brought them,” Ronald said, his voice firm but with a hint of hesitation, aware of the weight of the moment.

him, casting a shadow over his heart. For a moment, he simply stared at it, his thoughts quiet but intense. This signature

pen with finality. With the stroke of this pen, he knew he would sever the last thread between him and Rachel, but he also knew he had to let her go. She deserved a life unburdened by their past, a future of hers where she could find happiness, free from the chaos he had brought into her

quiet exhale, he signed his name, sealing their fate. There was no relief in the act, just a deep

silent but unwavering. He watched over her as she slept, his heart heavy with regret and resolve, his mind replaying every moment

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following morning, when Rachel stirred awake, the chair beside her bed was empty. Jeffrey wasn’t there either, unreachable despite all attempts to contact him. Brian, too, had vanished—like a shadow slipping away, leaving no

Overwhelming joy surged through her as if she had been granted a second chance at life. She covered her face with her hands, tears of relief and disbelief streaming down her cheeks. It was almost too good to believe, as though she might wake up and discover it was all a

voice. “It’s all true, Rachel. There’s a donor ready,

couldn’t shake the worry

been able to reach Jeffrey for days, and she was eager to share the