Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 952:

“Here. Drink this. I’m going upstairs,” she said, handing him the bowl.

But Norton grabbed her wrist and pulled her right back to him. “Stay. Keep me company.”

“I have work tomorrow. I can’t pull an all-nighter with you!” she protested, trying to wriggle free.

Tomorrow marked her first day at the new job—there was no way she could show up exhausted.

Later, after washing up and climbing into bed, Yvonne found herself staring at the ceiling, her mind a tangled mess of emotions.

was ready to give up, only to crush it the moment she dared to believe again. If he wanted company so badly, he should have been with his latest fling while drunk. Why would he come back here and mess with her? Yvonne brushed her fingers over her lips, still dazed and

through the mess in her head, she heard Norton’s footsteps coming up

headed straight for the bathroom without a word, the sound of running

shut and forced herself to stay still, pretending to be

was what mattered now. Whatever he did tonight was just a drunk man’s nonsense, not

kept repeating the lie in

out and pulled Yvonne against him, tucking her into his arms like she belonged there. Her heart

sudden closeness, Yvonne instinctively tried to pull

his voice thick with sleep and lingering

after drinking the hangover remedy and showering, he couldn’t resist the temptation to tease her,

𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫸ⅽ𝗼𝗺