Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 814:

Determined not to give in to fear, she pressed forward, picking up her pace.

Suddenly, a sharp snap echoed beneath her foot.

Her heart jumped—had she stepped on something alive?

Looking down, she found only a broken branch.

Letting out a breath, she shook her head at her own nerves and switched on her flashlight, carefully watching her steps.

But the uneven ground worked against her. One wrong move, and her foot slipped into a deep pit.

Her ankle twisted sharply, sending a searing pain up her leg.

With gritted teeth, she struggled to pull her foot free, but the pain was excruciating—her ankle had already begun to swell.

She barely applied any pressure, yet a sharp sting shot through her. Her phone vibrated weakly in her grip—low battery—before the screen went black.

Trapped in darkness, Rachel let out a slow, unsteady breath and leaned back against a tree, defeated.

Looking up, she caught a glimpse of the sky through the branches. It was a small opening, a sliver of light in the vast darkness, and for a moment, it reminded her of the yard from her childhood.noveldrama

Back then, her stepmother had insisted on saving electricity, forbidding her and Jeffrey from using lights at night. She and Jeffrey would sit outside in the yard, counting stars.

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Through all the hardships, he had always been there, his presence making the tough times a little easier to endure.

But now, she was alone, and the emptiness weighed on her.

“Rachel…”

“Rachel!”

Just as she felt herself slipping into dazed exhaustion, voices called out from the distance.

“Rachel!”

The sound echoed from different directions—more than one person was searching for her. Why were there so many?

That question would have to wait.

Propping herself up against the tree, she raised her voice.

“I’m here! Over here!”

Within moments, several figures emerged from the darkness, their hurried footsteps crunching against the forest floor.

She squinted at their faces, but none of them looked familiar.

“Are you Rachel Marsh?” one of them asked, scanning her with a sharp gaze.

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