Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 877:

Brian reacted swiftly, catching her before she could fall. He held her firmly, steadying her trembling frame before gently guiding her back onto the bed.

“You’ve just woken up, and you’re still weak. I’ve had food prepared for you. Try to eat something first. The clothes are on their way. Once you’ve had something to eat and gotten dressed, I’ll take you there myself.”

Rachel nodded obediently.

Half an hour later, she was dressed in black. Her long hair was pulled back, neat and composed, though her face remained pale.

“Let’s go,” Brian said firmly.

Outside, the rain had only grown heavier.

By the time they got in the car, the downpour had turned into a thick curtain of water, blurring their view. The streets were nearly empty.

Ronald studied the road ahead, concern in his voice.

“The storm’s getting worse. Should we pull over and wait it out?”

Brian turned his gaze to Rachel. She hadn’t moved since getting into the car. Her posture was rigid, her face unreadable, but her eyes held an unshaken resolve.

“Keep driving. No matter the weather, we have to go,” Brian instructed firmly.

“Yes, sir!”

The storm raged on, thick clouds swallowing what little light remained. Ronald drove as fast as he dared, but the slippery roads and sharp curves forced him to brake suddenly, again and again.

Each time the car jolted violently, Brian instinctively pulled Rachel into his arms to shield her from every impact. Even as his hands and back were battered and bruised, he never uttered a word of complaint.

“Will we make it in time?” Rachel’s voice broke through the silence. It was the first thing she had said since getting into the car.

After speaking, she lowered her head, burying her face between her knees.

Brian’s jaw tightened. “Ronald, drive faster!”

𝕋𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 g⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝖼𝗈𝗺

But the winding road was a different beast. It twisted and turned sharply, and Ronald, unfamiliar with its dangers, struggled to navigate through the storm. The rain made the sky dark and heavy, and the thick fog covered everything, making it hard to see.

Then, the worst happened—the tires skidded, and the car veered wildly off course.

Instinct took over. Without a second thought, Brian threw himself forward, pulling Rachel into his arms to shield her from the crash.

The world turned upside down. The car spun and tumbled, and everything blurred into chaos.

Rachel was tossed around, helplessly rolling until the car finally came to a stop. The rain was relentless, pouring down in heavy sheets, soaking them through and making everything feel heavier.

But Rachel wasn’t the one who had taken the brunt of it—Brian was in much worse shape. His clothes were in tatters, shredded by branches. Beneath them, his skin was scraped and bloodied, marked with deep cuts and bruises. Luck had been on their side. When the car stopped, the door had burst open, allowing them to be thrown free before they could be trapped inside. If they had remained stuck inside, it would have been far more dangerous.noveldrama

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