Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 677:

Just earlier that day, everything had been so peaceful, so normal.noveldrama

They had spent the afternoon together, laughing, talking, and enjoying their time without a care in the world.

They had even ordered a local specialty for dinner, savoring the food while enjoying the evening breeze. It had been a picture-perfect moment.

Rachel, smiling, took out her phone and settled beside Jeffrey. “Come on, let’s take a picture,” she said, holding up the camera.

Jeffrey glanced up at the camera, ready for the shot, but the photo never happened.

Instead, a sharp noise cut through the air, followed by a loud crash. Rachel’s phone slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor with a sharp clatter—then, without warning, she collapsed.

It all happened in an instant. One or two seconds at most.

Jeffrey barely had time to process it before the sudden sounds jolted him back to reality.

His entire body went rigid before he instinctively dropped to his knees, cradling Rachel in his arms. “Rachel! Wake up! Wake up!” he shouted desperately. But no matter how much he yelled, Rachel remained motionless. She didn’t stir, didn’t even blink.

At that moment, a deep fear gripped Jeffrey. It felt like his entire world was crumbling.

His heart pounded as a terrifying thought took hold—what if the sister who had always stood by him, protected him, and cared for him never opened her eyes again? What if she stopped breathing right there in front of him?

𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 — 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣: 𝔤𝓪𝗅ⲛ𝓞ⱱ𝖊𝗅𝓈﹒𝖼𝗈𝗆

Thankfully, the restaurant staff reacted quickly.

The restaurant owner hurried over and called an ambulance without hesitation. As Jeffrey climbed into the ambulance with Rachel, his whole body trembled from fear and helplessness.

And now, the light above the emergency room door still glowed. Rachel was still inside, still unconscious.

Jeffrey had lost track of time. Every passing second felt agonizingly slow, stretching endlessly in his mind. He sat there, unmoving, his heart pounding with dread. At last, as the sun began to rise, the emergency room light turned off.

Jeffrey hurried over, his voice unsteady with worry. “D-Doctor, how’s my sister?”

“She’s stable for now. Out of immediate danger,” the doctor replied. “Come see me in ten minutes.”

Jeffrey let out a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding.

Relief washed over him, leaving him completely drained. “Okay,” he mumbled. He was exhausted, but it didn’t matter.

Rachel was safe. If anything had happened to her, he didn’t even want to imagine what he would have done.

He stood there, watching as she was carefully wheeled into her hospital room. Only after seeing her safely inside did he finally turn and head to find the doctor.

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