Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 700:

Rachel froze. After a long pause, she finally spoke, her voice shaking with disbelief. “When… when did this happen?”

“Three days ago.”

Three days? Carol had been gone for three whole days, and she was only hearing about it now. Guilt weighed heavily on her chest.

She sank to the floor, covering her face as tears poured down uncontrollably. The pain in the room was so thick, even Yvonne could feel it.

Yvonne knelt beside her, wrapping her arms around her. “I’m so sorry. I was away on a business trip, and after a fight with Norton, I blocked him. I only found out about Carol today. I knew how much she meant to you, so I came straight here.”

Through her sobs, Rachel tried to reassure her. “It’s not your fault… It’s mine. I wanted to visit Carol, but I kept putting it off. Now it’s too late. I never even got to say goodbye.”

Once the initial wave of grief passed, she slowly gathered herself. She wiped her face and turned to Yvonne. “Where is she now? I need to see her, at least one last time.”

“She’s already been buried. Rachel, think this through. If you go, you might run into Brian.”

“We’ll leave now and get there around midnight. By then, Brian should be gone. And if, by chance, we run into him…” Rachel hesitated, then took a deep breath. “Then we deal with it. But I have to say goodbye to Carol.”

Seeing how firm Rachel was, Yvonne gave in. “Alright, I’m coming with you.”

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As they reached the cemetery, rain began to fall.

The cemetery was quiet and dark, with only the sound of raindrops tapping against the leaves.

Rachel and Yvonne walked ahead, following the dim glow of the streetlights. After walking for about ten minutes, Yvonne pointed ahead. “Rachel, this is it.”

Rachel rushed forward, nearly tripping in her haste.

Under the soft glow of the lights, she could make out the name carved into the stone. It was Carol’s name.

Rachel couldn’t hold back anymore. She dropped to her knees, tears streaming down her face.

“Carol, I’m so sorry. Out of everyone, I let you down the most,” Rachel said, her voice shaking. “You always cared for me, looked after me, and treated me like family, but I…”

Rachel sobbed. “I never got to see you one last time. I’m so sorry. But don’t worry, I’m alive, I’m healthy, and I swear I’ll live my life to the fullest. I’ll take care of myself, I promise,” she whispered.

She kept bowing over and over, rain drenching her clothes until they clung to her like a second skin. A small cut on her forehead trickled blood, the red blending seamlessly with the falling rain.

Her face was completely wet—whether from tears or the downpour, it was impossible to tell. Yet, despite it all, she refused to leave.

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