Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 849:

“It’s getting colder. Make sure you stay warm.”

Allan approached from behind, his voice gentle as he draped a coat over her shoulders.

He handed her a cup of hot drink.

“Thanks.”

That night, the wind outside never let up, its eerie howls weaving through the darkness.

Once the lights went out, the room was swallowed by shadows. Rachel fell asleep quickly to the rhythmic sound of raindrops, but soon, a nightmare took hold.

She dreamt of Jeffrey. When she jolted awake, unease settled deep in her chest, though the dream’s details had already slipped away. Taking a slow sip of water, she lay back down and drifted into sleep once more.

time, she startled awake at three in the morning, her

dreams lately, leaving her with an unshakable sense of dread. Her first

hesitated and let the thought pass. She slept until eight, though waking up felt

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of trying to pry her eyes open, of screaming with everything she had, only for

vast, haunting forest, a thick, suffocating mist swallowing everything in sight. Jeffrey had been running, his silhouette growing

matter how hard she tried

desperately she chased him—she

eyes, a heavy fatigue settled over

so many times in one night unsettled her deeply, leaving a gnawing discomfort in

up, she couldn’t shake the feeling, so she turned to Allan, her voice

lot lately. I