Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 907:

The absence of her mother had always left a bitter scar, and from childhood, she’d been labeled as a motherless child. No matter how excruciating the pain, she was determined to endure it—for her baby’s sake. It was a belief she clung to fiercely, something that anchored her through every wave of discomfort.

Throughout the ordeal, Brian never left Rachel’s side. Every wince, every painful gasp she made struck him deeply, and he wished with all his heart that he could take on the suffering for her.

As Rachel’s pain intensified, she could no longer summon the strength to scream. Her hands gripped the bedsheets in a frantic, desperate hold, her body wracked with agony.

Brian reached out, instinctively wanting to comfort her, but she pushed him away with what little strength she had left. “You’ll get scratched,” she managed to say, her voice tight with distress.

“It’s okay. Hold onto my arm, scratch, or bite if it helps,” Brian reassured her, his voice steady, though his heart ached at seeing her in such pain.

she felt as if the overwhelming agony had eased. The shift was profound—though still in pain, the intensity was

covered in bloodied scratches, the marks shocking and

eyes filled with guilt.

expression unchanged. “It’s nothing,” he said, the calm in his voice masking the concern beneath. “I’m not in pain. I’ll stay here with you, right

passing in a blur. After more than ten hours, Rachel was finally ready to

of comfort. “I promise everything will be fine,” he said, his voice filled with quiet determination. “I’ve brought in the best medical

a whisper but

hesitated momentarily, uncertainty weighing on him.

𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 @ g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽𝖼𝗈𝗆

him a faint, reassuring smile. “There’s no need. Thank you for offering.