Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 893:

Brian gripped the umbrella handle tightly, his posture straight and his calm voice resonating in her ears. “Ronald has already arranged a private jet. If we leave now, we should get back in time.” Tomorrow would be Allan’s anniversary.

Of course, Brian knew that.

And he understood the reason Rachel was in such a rush to return. It was all for Allan. But he didn’t have the right to feel jealous. He only had the right to be there for her, to help her.

Even if it meant she would only be a little happier, it would bring him joy for a long time.

The plane glided effortlessly through the twilight sky, its engines humming softly. Brian, ever considerate, had arranged a quiet dinner for him and Rachel. After an exhausting day filled with meetings, Rachel felt utterly drained. She ate in a haze, the weight of the day pulling her toward rest. Soon, she drifted into a deep, peaceful slumber. When she finally awoke, daylight had already broken.

The first light of dawn pierced the clouds, bathing the sky in rich hues of orange and crimson—colors so vivid and perfectly balanced that they seemed to stretch on forever. Rachel marveled at the sight; the beauty was so mesmerizing it almost felt unreal.

Though she had witnessed countless sunrises, this one was different. It was her first from the window of a plane. She leaned in, captivated by the ever-expanding horizon, the world below so distant, yet so close. As she sat there, gazing out at the breathtaking view, a sense of tranquility washed over her, easing the weight in her chest. At that moment, she felt a calm assurance that she would make it back in time.

Once the plane touched down, she turned to Brian, her expression both respectful and sincere. “Thank you so much. I know this is your private jet, but I insist on covering my costs. Please have Ronald calculate the amount and deduct it from my salary.”

“Alright,” Brian responded without hesitation, fully understanding that this was the only way Rachel would accept the situation with peace of mind.noveldrama

Rachel and Lizzie made their way to Allan’s grave. Though the sharp pain of his loss had dulled somewhat over time, the sorrow still clung to them like an unyielding mist, a quiet ache that lingered in their hearts.

Just thinking of him stirred an indescribable sadness within Rachel. “Allan,” she whispered softly, her voice thick with emotion. “It’s been three years since you left us. Rest easy; I’m doing well. Lizzie’s handling the company brilliantly now. She’s becoming such a strong businesswoman—so capable, managing everything on her own. You don’t need to worry about us anymore.”

𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓪𝓽 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝓮𝗅𝓈﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

Rachel paused momentarily, her voice faltering slightly as she spoke again. “Oh, and there’s something else I need to share with you. Soon, I’ll be leaving this place… for somewhere completely new. You and Jeffrey both struggled with your health, and now I feel it’s time for me to bring some hope to the sick children in poor areas, to give something back. If you were still here, I know you would support me.”

As they left the cemetery, Lizzie’s voice was soft but filled with concern. “Rachel, are you really going to leave?”

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