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Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 483
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Chapter 483: The weight of those words settled heavily in the room, making Rachel's throat tighten. She hesitated, unsure of what to say, then gently shifted the topic.

"I thought you were asleep," she murmured. "I just wanted to make sure you could rest better." Myrna shook her head weakly. "You know, people in the late stages of cancer barely sleep. The pain is too much. In the end, it completely takes over... it's unbearable." With that, she said nothing more.

Rachel stayed quiet as well.

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Pain? A single word that sent fear through anyone who heard it.

Rachel couldn't even begin to imagine what death would be like in the months ahead. Would she, too, be tormented to death by unbearable pain? "Are you taking painkillers?" Rachel asked softly.

"I've been taking them for months, but I think my body's built up a tolerance. The effects aren't the sanymore..." Myrna trailed off, but Rachel already understood.

Even with medication, the pain barely eased, and over time, the drugs would becuseless. In the end, there might be no escape from the suffering.

But what else could she do? The pain was relentless, and eventually, Myrna had no option but to ask the doctor for a sleeping pill.

Just when the nurse arrived with the pill, the door swung open, and Huey rushed in.

Work had held him up, and then traffic made things worse. Desperate to get there quickly, he had abandoned his car and pedaled the rest of the way.

By the the arrived, he was breathless and drenched in sweat.

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More Chapters via gvlnovco "Myrna, honey!" The second he stepped inside, he wrapped Myrna in his arms, as if he needed to feel her warmth to believe she was really there.

"Huey, I didn't mean to make you worry..." "What are you saying? Of course, I'd be worried. Do you have any idea how terrified I was? Don't ever putthrough that again." Myrna gave him a feeble nod, and a small, tired smile appeared on her lips. "Alright." As she reached for the pill, Huey frowned. “Still struggling to sleep? You know taking too many of these isn't safe." "Okay, I won't take it then," she said with a soft smile, giving in without protest.

Watching Myrna like this stirred a deep sadness in Rachel.

She was sure Myrna had never let Huey know just how agonizing m chemotherapy had been for her. She had kept it from him to spare him the worry. Huey knew chemo was brutal, but he had no idea how much she truly suffered-she had hidden it too well.

"Let her have it. As long as she doesn't take too many it should be many it alright," Rachel finally said, unable to suppress herself any longer. Huey turned to Rachel, worry etched across his face. "About Myrna's health...”

"What she needs most right now is proper rest. The more she sleeps, the better chance/she has to regain her strength.”