Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Chapter 65 Chapter 65: Carol's expression softened as she glanced at both Rachel and Doris. "Since Brian is here, I think it's best we leave this matter to him," she said, her tone resolute. "Rachel, Doris, would you both be alright with that?" Both women nodded without hesitation. "Yes, we agree." The approval seemed to settle the matter, and Carol, still focused on her role as the birthday host, turned toward the exit.

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As Carol began to leave, Aron, still lingering in the background, couldn't help but voice his concern.

"Mom, aren't you worried that Brian might show favoritism when dealing with this situation?" "Aron, letbe candid with you," Carol began, her voice calm but full of an emotion that rarely surfaced. "I've always had a particular affection for Rachel. Doris may have been raised within our family, but she has a sharp edge, a stubbornness that can be hard to soften." Carol paused, choosing her words carefully before continuing. "Rachel, though, is different. She has a quiet wisdom about her. She's gentle when she needs to be, but firm when the situation calls for it. In many ways, she remindsof the younger version of myself." Aron was taken aback by his mother's words.

Carol's voice softened further as she sighed and looked away momentarily. "On a more personal note... Rachel remindsso much of my youngest daughter, the one we lost." Aron's heart tightened. His younger sister, Carol's beloved daughter, had been the light of their lives. She had been cherished by everyone, a symbol of joy and promise. Carol had nearly lost her own life giving birth to her, pouring all her love into raising her. But fate had been cruel.

When his sister was only a few years old, a tragic car accident took her life, leaving a wound in Carol's heart that never fully healed.

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This bond, however, had not gone unnoticed, and it was a source of bitterness for Debby, whose resentment toward Rachel had only grown over time.

Lost in thought, Aron let out a quiet sigh, the weight of the past heavy on his mind. “Mom, I understand how much you care for Rachel, but Doris's father gave his life to save me. She's his only child. How could I stand by and let her suffer any injustice?" Carol turned to Aron with a calm, knowing expression, resting her hand gently over his. "I understand how you feel, Aron," she said softly. "But Rachel is going to be Brian's wife and the future mother of my grandchildren. Is it wrong forto show her a little extra care? I'm not neglecting Doris. I've entrusted this matter to Brian precisely because I didn't want to be seen as playing favorites. Let's trust him to handle it as he sees fit." Aron looked at her, taking a moment to absorb her words. "You're right. Brian can manage this. Let's get to the banquet. Everyone's waiting for us."

"Alright." Carol nodded, the weight on her shoulders slightly lighter. Let's go."

The moment Brian arrived, Doris rushed toward him, her face streaked with tears. Without a word, she threw herself into his arms, clutching his arms! arm as if it were her only lifeline. Her sobs were loud and unrestrained, each one trembling with a raw, desperate emotion that could have moved anyone who witnessed it. Her cries were pitiful, the kind that might have tugged at the heartstrings of even the most stoic observer.

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