Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 942:

The heat under the blanket was unbearable. She couldn’t take it anymore. Slowly, she peeked out from beneath the comforter.

“Finally awake?” Norton stood over her with a half-smirk, his eyes glinting with quiet amusement.

“You’re such a pain! You totally did that on purpose!” Yvonne snapped, eyes flashing with pent-up anger that spilled out all at once.

Norton stepped forward, sat gently on the edge of the bed, and took a moment to study her—skin delicate and smooth, her cheeks tinged a deep pink.

He reached out, brushed a loose strand of hair from her face, and tucked the blanket back around her shoulders. Then he spoke, voice low and deliberate. “Just because you are hiding doesn’t mean I have no right to observe you.”

“You are so annoying!” Her eyes were puffy and red, and with that sulky glare, she looked like a pouty little bunny on the verge of snapping.

the face?” he teased, giving her cheek a firm pinch. He couldn’t help it—she looked ridiculously

letting him stare

in wasting breath arguing; once she landed a

forever. When it became clear she wasn’t

water running soon lulled

the time she opened her eyes the next morning, Norton had

streamed in through the curtains, casting soft

peace. Waking up without seeing his face

morning routine and skipped downstairs—only

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in the world. “You’re finally up,”

and