Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 796:

Allan parted his lips, his voice faint but steady. “It’s a chronic issue. Nothing to worry about.”

Rachel swept her eyes around the room. The curtains were drawn so tightly that barely a sliver of light seeped through. The air felt thick, stagnant. She stood and pulled them open.

“It’s a beautiful day outside—bright and sunny. When you’re unwell, fresh air and sunlight help.”

A faint smile curved Allan’s pale lips. “Just letting the sun into the room isn’t enough.”

Rachel caught the meaning behind his words instantly. “Then let’s go outside for a bit.”

The VIP room was fully equipped, including a wheelchair tucked in the corner. After giving it a quick wipe-down, Rachel rolled it to his bedside.

Allan. Let me help you into

we call

knew exactly what he was thinking. He doubted she

gaze, her voice unwavering. “I can handle it. I’m just helping you up, not

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖛𝓲𝖊𝖗𝓽

second she said it, she regretted it. Why did she have to

heat creeping up her neck, she focused on the task. She carefully draped one of his arms over her shoulder, then steadied his other arm, letting him lean into her as she

steadied herself, carefully guiding him into the

him down, she lost her balance and lurched forward, her lips grazing his cheek by accident. At that exact moment, Alban stepped into the

stiffened, her face burning as

floundered, completely at

tone calm and unruffled,

“Right away, Mr. Vance.”