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.

room, isn’t it? I can

Allan shook his head.

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

but seeing the

“Alright.”

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ruffled her

some rest. It’s been a long

deep breath, but the unease in her chest remained. The wedding might have been a sham,

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 had

soft knock

still up?” Allan’s

she got up

on,” he said. “Are you having trouble

sighed and nodded, stepping