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.

A storm of confusion, dread, and helplessness surged inside her,

shoved the blanket aside, her usually vibrant eyes now wide and shimmering with fear. “What’s

quickening as

The moment her eyes found him—those familiar features drawn by exhaustion, dark circles framing the edges—her breath finally escaped, slow and shaken, as if she’d been holding it in all along. She finally relaxed. It

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

hand darted forward on reflex, her fingers

him in place—eyes wide with panic,

beside her, and wrapped his hand around her delicate,

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tense body eased under the weight of his presence. With

she woke up

was falling asleep—and now she was here.