Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 696:

When he awoke, the sharp scent of disinfectant filled his senses. Debby rushed to his side, her eyes brimming with tears. “Brian, you’re awake! How are you feeling?”

Brian lay there, his eyes open but silent.

This silence, however, brought Debby some relief.

She pleaded, “Please stop doing this to yourself. You’re mourning Rachel, right? Let me help you find happiness with someone new. Gather yourself. I couldn’t bear to lose you too.”

Debby was visibly distressed. Her sorrow was intensified not just by Brian’s condition, but also by the recent death of a close family friend’s son in a car accident. The tragedy had left her shaken, amplifying her fear of losing Brian.

Aron stood beside his wife, offering his perspective. “Brian, we can’t bring the dead back. We must continue living. We owe it to Rachel to live fully. Do you remember Mrs. Flores’ son? He died in a crash two days ago. The accident was terrible, and it has deeply affected your mother. His funeral is in three days. If you’re up to it, you should go.”

Brian’s face remained impassive as he listened.

a moment of clarity seemed to strike him, and he looked up, eyes intent. “Dad, repeat that. When did

ago,”

when is the burial

next

three days,”

Typically, in their city, funerals were held two days after someone’s death. The entire process, from the funeral service to cremation and burial, usually spanned five to six days.

be ready in just two to three days? The timeline was not only swift—it seemed almost deliberate, as

filling him with a flicker of hope. “Ronald, get over here,” he said, dialing the number

week later, Rachel’s eyes fluttered

herself in a beautiful villa. The room was peaceful, the gentle sounds of nature drifting through the

doctor and a nurse

has been anxiously