Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 777:

“Good.”

Brenda reached out, her fingers tracing the edges of the old manuscripts. Some pages had yellowed; others bore the creases of time. Yet, each one had been carefully preserved.

She ran her fingertips over them again and again, as if trying to etch their texture into memory.

Then, without warning, her vision blurred. Tears welled up, threatening to spill onto the papers. At the last second, she turned away and wiped them with the back of her hand.

These weren’t just sketches.

They were pieces of her—her work, her dedication, her past.

struggles, across continents, she had

passion for design had always been real. She loved the feel of the brush in her hand, the way the

But now…

she had

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leading to this moment. A farewell she never

them to Rachel!” Brenda commanded, brushing away the last traces of her tears.

her grip tightening around the edges of the documents. “Ms. Myers, these are your life’s work. I can store them safely—you could take them with you

“No. Some things are meant

designs. She wanted Rachel

She’s one of the rarest design talents I’ve ever come across. I know that one day, she’ll leave her mark