Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 878:

Rachel’s heart ached as she looked at Brian’s wounds. Guilt twisted inside her, and in a soft voice, she whispered, “I’m sorry for all this.”noveldrama

Brian shook his head, his voice steady. “It’s okay. I made this choice on my own, and if I had to do it again, I wouldn’t hesitate.”

As he finished speaking, a quiet sob reached his ears.

Rachel quickly ran over and grabbed his arm. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pleaded, “Brian, today is Allan’s funeral. It’s the last time I’ll be able to see him. Please, I’m begging you, take me there. Please. I wasn’t there when Jeffrey left, I can’t live with that regret again. I want to say goodbye to Allan. Please help me!”

Her body trembled, her sobs growing so intense that she looked on the verge of collapse.

Brian reached out instinctively, wanting to brush away her tears.

But the moment he saw his own hands, covered in dirt and blood, he stopped himself.

After taking off his jacket, he wiped his hands on the inner lining and gently cradled her face. “Rachel, I promise I’ll take you to see him. Whatever you need, whatever it takes, I’ll do it.”

He crouched in front of her, patting his back. “Come on, I’ll carry you.”

Rachel wiped her eyes, shaking her head. “No, I can walk. Just take me there.”

Brian didn’t push her, but instead, without a word, he scooped her up into his arms and started walking.

“I understand you don’t want to feel like you owe me, but the path is slick, and you’ve just recovered from being so sick. Walking too slowly is only going to slow us down. If I carry you, we’ll get there faster. I know you want to see him as soon as you can.”

Rachel didn’t say a word. The path stretched on endlessly.

Brian moved quickly, his steps steady and fast as he carried her.

There were sharp branches along the way, but he shielded her from them with his back and elbows.

𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝓸ν𝓮𝗅𝓈﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

The ground was slippery in places, but he didn’t hesitate, risking injury just to keep her safe.

As the path got a bit clearer, he started running, trying to get there faster. Sweat dripped from his forehead, but he kept going, never letting go of her.

“Rachel, I’m sorry for all the times I’ve let you down, but I swear this time I won’t. You can trust me!”

At last, he reached the funeral with Rachel in his arms.

Thankfully, they arrived just in time.

What Rachel didn’t know was that as soon as she entered, Brian collapsed from exhaustion.

But as he watched her walk away, a small, satisfied smile appeared on his face—he had kept his promise to her.

The funeral was peaceful, with only close friends and family present.

Lizzie was inconsolable, unable to stand from the weight of her grief, while Rachel stayed composed, her emotions carefully controlled.

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