Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Brian didn’t respond right away. Instead, he raised his voice. “Ronald!”

Ronald appeared almost instantly. “I’m here!”

Brian turned to him and asked, “Are you also interested in this bonfire festival Reba is talking about?”

Without missing a beat, Ronald nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. It’s one of the biggest highlights here. I’ve heard it’s incredible, and I’d love to experience it at least once.”

He made sure to add a hopeful, pleading look for good measure. Brian studied him for a moment, then, with a sigh, shut the folder in front of him. “Fine. We’ll leave tomorrow.”

“Thank you!” Ronald’s relief was so immense that he nearly teared up. He hadn’t managed to get Brian to attend, but convincing him to stay was a win in itself.

That evening, Ronald arrived at the festival early and captured plenty of photos and videos to send to Brian.

Brian barely glanced at them—until Estella appeared on the screen.

The little girl looked like a fairytale princess, dressed in an elegant gown with a delicate crown on her head. Her smile was bright and heartwarming.

The image triggered a memory—Estella’s voice from yesterday echoed in his mind. “Sir, there’s a party by the sea tomorrow. I’ll wear a pretty dress and dance. You have to come watch me.”

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Brian arrived at the beach just as the concert was reaching its most exciting moment. The music was powerful, and the whole place was alive with energy. Not far away, a bonfire was surrounded by people happily singing and dancing together, holding hands.

Brian glanced toward the stage, and soon, a group of little girls appeared. A slightly older girl, perhaps five or six, was leading the way, followed by a group of tiny two- and three-year-olds. They all looked absolutely adorable.

Estella was right at the front, standing out clearly among the others. Brian noticed her immediately.

The dance was both cute and chaotic—some toddlers were teary-eyed, searching for their mothers, while others danced in their own little worlds, completely out of sync. Some even ran all over the stage.

“They’re just too cute!” the audience cheered.

Estella, not even two yet, was one of the youngest, and her little dance moves were adorably clumsy. But that was exactly what made her, and all the kids, even more lovable to everyone watching.

After the dance, Brian clapped his hands enthusiastically.

As Estella stepped off the stage, Brian turned to leave as well.

Suddenly, a small voice called from behind, “Sir…”

But the noise around them was too loud, and Brian didn’t hear her.

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