Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1182:

Without warning, he leaned in and captured her lips in a gentle kiss.

She tensed at first, torn between concern for his wounds and the whirlwind of emotion inside her. But then she melted—just a little—into his embrace.

He drew back slowly, eyes sparkling. “Will you help me with the bath now?”

Yvonne huffed, cheeks burning, then turned to start the water.

Once the tub was full and ready, she motioned toward it. “Go ahead.”

Norton stepped in without hesitation, settling into the warmth with a contented sigh.

Steam curled around them, cloaking the room in an almost dreamlike hush.

“Yvonne,” he said, a playful note in his voice, “help me with the body wash?”

She blinked, caught off guard again, but reached for the bottle. As she lathered up a loofah, he gently took her wrist.

prefer your hands,” he murmured, his voice low

she relented with a shy

her palms, rubbed them together, then slowly

touch was tentative, feather-light—each movement laced with nervous energy. Heat bloomed in her cheeks, but she continued to work her way across his body. Norton closed his

finished, she stepped

didn’t move, just looked

wounds look alright?” Yvonne asked,

fine. Though… I may still need

in his eyes was

gaze and

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and began drying him with gentle care, her fingers brushing over his chest, his arms—her

blush deepened. “You’re

and pulled her close, pressing a soft kiss to

wandered—downward—until their breathing

she hurried to wrap a robe around him,