Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 947:

Leif winced at the noise and bent down to retrieve his phone. Before he could say anything, Norton grabbed the wine bottle and started pouring another glass.

“Please stop it. You’ve had enough. Let me get you home,” Leif urged gently. “Your wife is waiting for you.”

“Don’t bring her up,” Norton snapped, knocking back the drink in one rough swallow.

Leif clamped his mouth shut, not daring to push any further.

Norton polished off an entire bottle of wine before he spoke again, his voice dropping to a low, hollow murmur. “Has Yvonne messaged you?”

Leif hurried to check the screen, wiping his sweaty palms against his pants. “No, sir. Nothing yet.”

Norton bowed his head slightly, the dim lighting carving his sharp features into something even more striking. But behind the brooding shadow, there was a taint, bitter loneliness.

so hard that it shattered between his fingers. Splinters of glass sliced into his palm, and blood

panic shooting through his voice. “Let me take you

reached out to help, but Norton lifted his bleeding hand and

knowing

home, Norton sat rigidly in his seat, fists clenching so

stayed quiet, gripping the wheel and pressing harder on

the door open and stumbled

jumped out too, fumbling with the keys as he locked the car and

him a hard, heavy glare that made Leif’s heart

made their way to the front door in tense silence. Leif

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 @ gⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧿ⅽ𝗼𝗺

his hand aside. “Move. I’ll punch in the code