Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 839:

Allan rested his hands gently on her shoulders.

“Rachel, listen. I probably won’t ever get married for real, so you don’t have to feel bad about any of this. If anything, I should be thanking you. If you hadn’t agreed to this, I never would’ve moved in.”

“Why?” Rachel asked, confused.

“You’ll understand someday,” Allan said, leaving it at that.

By the time they got there, it was late. Instead of giving her a tour, Allan led her straight to the second floor.

“This is the master bedroom. You should sleep here tonight.” Allan pushed open the door.

Rachel hesitated.

it? I can

Allan shook his head.

moment you agreed to marry me, I had this room redone to

to argue, but seeing the certainty in his eyes, she gave

“Alright.”

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ruffled

rest. It’s

it, she let out a deep breath, but the unease in her chest remained. The wedding might have been a sham, but Allan’s

Rachel lay awake, unable to drift off. No matter how much she tried

a soft

up?” Allan’s

hesitation, she got up and walked to the

noticed your light was still on,” he said. “Are you having

sighed and nodded, stepping