Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1080:

Barely conscious, Yvonne instinctively swallowed.

Relieved that it worked, he repeated the process, feeding her the medicine little by little until it was gone.

Once finished, he eased her back down, tucked the blanket around her, and stepped into the bathroom.

He’d been on the move all day and desperately needed to clean up, but he rushed through the shower, unwilling to leave her unattended for long.

Freshened up, Norton returned to sit at her bedside, keeping a quiet vigil. To guard against drifting off, he set an alarm to wake him every two hours to check her temperature.

The medicine took effect, and Yvonne slept through the night. By the time morning arrived, golden light spilled through the windows. She stirred awake, blinking up at the ornate crystal chandelier, disoriented by the unfamiliar sight.

swept the elegant room, unease creeping in. A storm

shoved the blanket aside, her usually vibrant eyes now

in confusion, her breath quickening as a man’s voice broke the

drawn by exhaustion, dark circles framing the edges—her breath finally escaped, slow and shaken, as if she’d been holding

slipped from under the covers, tucking the blanket around her with a practiced tenderness. Then he turned toward the door, already moving

leave, her hand darted forward on reflex, her fingers catching the hem

he looked back, her expression froze him in place—eyes

He turned, settled into the chair beside her, and wrapped his hand around her delicate, trembling one. He gave it

𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝒸𝗈𝗺, 𝓶𝗈𝗋𝑒 𝓬𝒉𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗈𝗇

of his presence. With him beside her, the world didn’t seem quite so off

goodness she woke up somewhere safe—with

she remembered was falling asleep—and