Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1172:

Norton’s hands slid to her face, cupping her cheeks with a tenderness that made her heart skip. He leaned in, his gaze locking with hers, serious and unyielding.

“If you want to go, go. But if anything feels like too much, you come to me. No playing the hero.”

She nodded, her lips parting in a soft smile.

“I will. Promise.”

Excitement buzzed through her as she tucked herself into bed early that night.

Dawn painted the sky in hues of gold as Yvonne stepped into the crisp morning air, a bag of snacks for Margie swinging in her hand. She had not seen her friend in ages, and the thought of their reunion sparked a grin.

The office buzzed with familiar energy when she arrived. Heads turned, faces lit up, and a chorus of warm greetings enveloped her. Colleagues swarmed, their voices brimming with genuine concern as they peppered her with questions about her health.

Margie, predictably, stole the show. The moment her eyes landed on Yvonne, she sprang from her chair, nearly toppling it in her excitement.

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returned the embrace, then stepped back to address

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gift, her eyes twinkling as she leaned across her desk, her voice

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shot her a wink, playful as ever.

soft laugh slipped from Yvonne’s lips as she rose to