Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 661:

The siblings sat together, their conversation flowing easily as they shared the simple dinner. Despite the sterile surroundings and the sharp tang of disinfectant, there was a sense of warmth between them, a moment of peace amidst the chaos.

It felt as if they had been transported back to their childhood, sitting around a small, worn table, sharing humble meals. Though the food had never been extravagant, those moments had been filled with laughter, light-hearted banter, and an unshakable sense of contentment.

After they finished eating, Rachel suggested a walk, and they stepped out into the small garden behind the building. The cool evening air wrapped around them, offering a welcome break from the sterile surroundings.

However, it didn’t take long before Jeffrey’s breathing grew shallow and labored, the easy rhythm of their walk disrupted by signs of his distress.

Seeing Jeffrey clutch his chest, a surge of panic rushed through Rachel. “Jeffrey, what’s happening? Are you alright?” Her voice quivered, betraying her concern.

Jeffrey attempted a reassuring smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I probably just overdid it. It’s nothing serious. I’ll rest for a bit.”

Rachel wasn’t convinced. She could feel the tension in her chest grow. “No, you don’t look fine. Let’s go back to your room.” Her tone was firm, but her mind raced with worries she couldn’t shake.

Back in the room, Jeffrey drank some water and stretched out on the bed, but Rachel couldn’t settle. Something about the way he was acting didn’t sit right. She moved quickly to fetch the doctor, her heart pounding with every step.

The doctor arrived, his steps purposeful as he examined Jeffrey carefully. When the check-up was over, he stepped into the hallway, and Rachel, feeling the knot in her stomach tighten, followed without hesitation. “How is he? Please, tell me the truth,” she asked, her voice tight with urgency.

𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 @ gⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

The doctor’s face remained stoic, but there was an underlying seriousness in his expression. “Let’s discuss this outside. It’s better to speak privately.”

Rachel’s heart sank, a heavy weight of dread settling in her chest. Something in the doctor’s tone told her the news wasn’t good, and a wave of unease washed over her as she followed him down the hall.

Ten minutes later, Rachel stood outside the doctor’s office and knocked hesitantly.

“Come in and take a seat,” the doctor said, motioning toward the chair beside his desk.

Rachel gave a small nod and lowered herself onto the chair, her palms damp with sweat. “Doctor, please don’t sugarcoat it. No matter how bad it is, I need to hear the truth.”

“Alright, if you truly want the truth, then prepare yourself,” the doctor warned. “Your brother’s condition is declining much faster than we anticipated. Frankly, it was a miracle we saved him this time. If it happens again, I can’t promise the same outcome.”

Though the doctor spoke softly, his meaning was painfully clear.

Rachel’s entire body shook as if the air had been knocked out of her. She couldn’t find the words to respond.

After what felt like forever, she found her voice, though it came out fragile. “Doctor… just how bad is it?”

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