Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1087:

“It is getting there,” she replied, still flipping pages with the same focused urgency. “I just need to refine a few points… tighten the structure… make it flow better.” She had barely registered his presence. Her world had narrowed to bullet points and interview strategy.

He studied her for a moment. Her posture was tense, her energy drained but still burning on fumes. He knew this look. Nothing he said would reach her when she was like this. Without another word, he walked off to wash up.

Minutes later, he climbed into bed with a folder of documents, flipping through them as he waited. He read one page. Then another. And another. Still, she did not move.

A quiet sigh escaped him, laced with fatigue and concern. “How much longer until you finish?” His voice carried across the room.

“Almost done,” she replied, distractedly, eyes never leaving the screen.

when the silence remained unbroken, he

Yvonne sat with her back to him, shoulders slumped under the dim desk lamp, her presence small and fragile against the sprawling night

done more than enough,” he said

she replied without turning, her tone clipped. The edge in

and paused, standing still for a breath

never recognize when someone is trying to look out for you,” he murmured

registered with Yvonne. Her mind was already diving back into the notes, eyes scanning line after line for something she might have

The stars above faded into the black

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set. He had meant to let it go, to give her space—but this time, he would not walk away so easily. Not when she was clearly running on

out once more. What he saw stopped him in his tracks. The glow of the laptop screen still lit the