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.

this is your room, isn’t it? I can just take another

Allan shook his head.

to marry me, I had this room redone to match your taste. It’s yours now. I’ll take another

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

“Alright.”

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smiled and ruffled her

rest. It’s

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

Rachel lay awake, unable to drift off. No matter how much she tried to push her thoughts aside, her mind kept circling back to everything that

a soft knock

up?” Allan’s voice came through the

off guard by his sudden presence. After a brief hesitation, she got up and walked to the door. Allan

was still on,” he said.

sighed and nodded, stepping