Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 874:

“Dear Rachel, if you’re reading this, it means my condition has gotten worse. I might not be able to talk by then, so I wanted to write this instead. I once told you I was the one who found a kidney to save you, but that wasn’t true. The real person who saved you was Jeffrey. He’s the one who made the sacrifice. I also told you Lizzie lost her eyesight but later got it back. What I never mentioned was that Jeffrey was the one who made that happen. He gave up his corneas for her. That was our deal—he helped Lizzie see again, and I found a way to save you. He asked me to take care of you, and I agreed without a second thought. That’s why all these years, I’ve been so careful and attentive, always looking after you. Rachel, I should thank you and Jeffrey. I’m not as selfless as you think, nor as noble as you believe. My care for you wasn’t some grand gesture; it was simply part of an agreement, a responsibility, a promise I had to keep. Nothing more. So when I’m gone, don’t feel guilty. Don’t carry any burden because of me. I’m sorry I kept this from you for so long. I should have told you the truth sooner. The road ahead is long, but I want you to walk it with hope. No matter what happens, never stop believing in tomorrow.”

By the time Rachel finished reading, her eyes were filled with tears. Her hands shook as she gently folded the letter, holding it close like something precious.

Then, without hesitation, she stepped behind Allan’s wheelchair and gripped the handles tightly.

“This wedding ceremony is happening, no matter what.”

Allan panicked. He struggled to move, but his body refused to obey. Only his eyes shifted frantically.

He never thought that even after reading the letter, Rachel would still push forward with the wedding ceremony.

No… he couldn’t let her future be tied to his fading life. She was amazing, someone who deserved a future full of happiness and possibilities.

The altar wasn’t far now. Rachel kept pushing Allan forward, her white wedding dress flowing behind her. Every step she took was steady, filled with quiet determination.

As they got closer, tears streamed down Allan’s face.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his body wracked with violent coughs. Everyone’s heart clenched—this wasn’t good. They hurried closer as Rachel knelt in front of Allan, her own eyes red as she gently wiped his tears.

With the little strength he had left, he looked at her and forced out weakly, “I took care of you… because I had to, not because… I love you. Rachel… don’t get… the wrong idea.”

𝖁𝗶𝖊𝖜 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 ⸮ 𝖌𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝗰𝗼𝗺

Rachel nodded heavily and held his face in her hands as she reassured him, saying, “Okay, Allan. I know, I understand.”

“Don’t… don’t marry me… promise me!” Those words drained the last of his energy. He had nothing left. His breaths came slower, fainter.

“Okay, Allan! I promise! We won’t get married! We won’t! But you have to promise me something too, okay? Please don’t…”

Before she could finish, his face slackened, his weight suddenly too light in her hands. In that quiet moment, something slipped away forever.noveldrama

She stood frozen, unable to think, unable to move, her hands still in place as if time itself had stopped.

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