Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1071:

Zola peeked over and gasped in delight. “It’s beautiful! Mr. Burke will love it for sure.”

Yvonne beamed. A bit of hope lit her chest again.

Carrying the fruit plate in both hands, she made her way upstairs. Norton’s bedroom door was shut tight. She paused in front of it, drew a quiet breath, and knocked softly.

“Mr. Burke?” she called, her tone playful. “Your humble servant has come to cheer you up.”

She leaned in slightly, trying to comfort him through the door. “Come on, Norton… don’t be mad. Can’t you forgive me? Open the door—let’s talk, just for a minute.”

Yvonne knocked again and again, a bit louder each time. Still, there was no answer.

Norton’s door, the fruit plate cradled carefully in her hands, waiting. But

on his hand, eyes closed,

consciousness. He opened his eyes, unsure if he’d heard something real or just his

in days—no wonder he was

the argument during the day wasn’t enough,

been a dream. There’s no way she’d speak to him so gently, not the way she did

the words blurred. The frustration was still

holding the fruit plate, her hope slowly deflating. She’d said so much… and yet, not a single response. Her shoulders sank.

new story at

tomorrow. Maybe she’d have

into heart shapes. Strawberries,

and quietly carried