Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 731:

Rachel’s eyes widened in pleasant surprise. “Thank you! But how did you know I liked them so much?” She had never actually mentioned her fondness for them.

Allan’s smile widened slightly, a glimmer of fondness in his eyes as he explained, “You never mentioned it, but I noticed. The first time you had a few pieces, I thought you were just hungry. But after that, I saw you always ate a little more, even though you consistently left some behind, as if you were too shy to finish them all.”

“So I guess you liked them more than you let on.” His voice was thoughtful, full of quiet affection for Rachel’s subtle habits.

Rachel’s expression was as eager as a child’s before a candy shop window. Allan gently nudged the box closer. “Go on, Rachel. Don’t hold back.”

Rachel unwrapped the package with eager hands, and the moment the rich cherry blossom scent filled the air, a soft smile graced her lips. “Mmm, this aroma is lovely—exactly what I needed to brighten my mood,” she murmured, her voice carrying a hint of contentment.

She reached for a piece without a second thought, ready to take the first bite, but just as she was about to, she paused and held it out to Allan. “You should try it too,” she offered.

Allan shook his head with a gentle smile. “No, this is for you. You should enjoy it—have as much as you like.”

Reassured by his words, Rachel took a bite, and instantly, a wave of warmth spread through her. It was as if all the tension she carried melted away in that single taste.

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The moment was simple yet comforting, but to Brian, it stung. A sharp sting of jealousy pricked at his heart, growing deeper and heavier until it numbed him completely.

The worst part? He felt invisible. From the moment Allan arrived, Rachel hadn’t spared him a single glance.

Once, he wouldn’t have hesitated. He would have strode over, taken her hand, and made it clear to anyone who dared look her way—she was his.

But now, he had lost that privilege. He had no right to step in, no way to reclaim what had slipped from his grasp.

All he could do was stand there, watching, jealousy gnawing at him, leaving him powerless.

After finishing the last bite, Rachel, feeling lighter, looked at Allan. “Would you like to come up for a bit?”

Allan, proving to be more thoughtful than she had expected, smiled. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to intrude,” he said casually, though his eyes flickered briefly toward Brian, fully aware of his presence. He already knew who Brian was—there was no need for introductions. But since Rachel hadn’t brought it up, he saw no need to ask. He simply kept his thoughts to himself.

“It’s always nice to have some quality time with a friend.”

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