Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 813:

“Rachel, your singing was incredible! Even Allan can’t compete with that.”

Lizzie grinned as she motioned for Rachel to sit.

“Come on, you must be tired after all that singing. What do you want to eat? I’ll grill it for you.”

Lizzie’s energy was infectious, full of youthful enthusiasm.

Rachel smiled, feeling lighthearted in her presence.

“Anything’s fine! I can grill it myself.”

“No chance! I’m the grill master here.” Lizzie puffed up her chest with pride. “Tonight, your only job is to eat.”

“Alright,” Rachel said with a laugh—just as Lizzie tossed a pair of tongs to Allan.

Allan caught them with a raised brow.

“And these are for…?”

“Grilling, obviously! How else are you going to eat?” Lizzie shot back.

Allan blinked. “Weren’t you just bragging about being the grill master?”

“For Rachel,” Lizzie corrected with a playful smirk. “Not for you.

Besides, cooking your own food makes it taste better.”

𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙖𝙩: ⲅ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸱𝖼𝗈𝗺

Allan chuckled and glanced at Rachel.

“She’s completely on your side. Ever since you got here, I’ve been demoted.”

Rachel found herself just as surprised. Lizzie had only met her twice, yet she already treated her like an old friend.

It wasn’t until much later that Rachel would learn the truth—why Lizzie had been so drawn to her from the start.

The meat sizzled on the grill, filling the air with its rich, smoky aroma. Rachel took in the warmth of the moment, the laughter, the glow of the firelight, and the sense of belonging that wrapped around her like a comforting embrace.

Halfway through the barbecue, Rachel felt too full to eat another bite, so she decided to take a walk, following the trail of flickering fireflies to help digest her food.

She wandered for nearly half an hour before realizing she had no idea where she was.

The fireflies had thinned out, their glow fading into the darkness, and the deeper she went, the dimmer the light around her became. A chill ran down her spine as she pulled out her phone, only to find that there was no signal.

Lifting the device, she turned in slow circles, hoping to catch even the weakest connection, but the screen remained blank.

Panic began to creep in as she looked around, surrounded by towering trees with thick, tangled branches that blocked the sky, making the night feel even more suffocating.

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