Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Here's the revised translation with cultural and contextual corrections to better suit an American audience:

But her heart didn't flutter in the slightest; she found it rather laughable.

It was too late.

Any attempt at making amends now meant nothing to her.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the hospital room door.

A nurse walked in, her arms filled with several flowers, wearing a broad smile.

"There's a new flower shop that just opened across the street. The owner is doing a promotion and sent over a bunch of free flowers to our ward this morning. Every room gets some. I've got a few for Ms. Gardenia as well."

"Thank you."

"That's a nice surprise. These flowers are quite beautiful."

Yolanda stepped forward to take the flowers as the nurse left. Turning to her roommate, she said,

with the scent of

this, Yolanda began rummaging through the

hospital on short notice the night before, too late for anyone to think about bringing

number, were quite stunning

smell lovely. Let me wash the

a vase under the bedside table. Handing the flowers to Lizetta, she dashed

down at the flowers in her hands, two yellow roses and

they were, as Yolanda had said, fresh and beautiful. Every petal exuded vitality, brightening her mood. Lizetta smiled, gently stroking the petals, a hint of amusement in

Next door.

Dashiell, the

closely, they would notice that the breakfast on his table was identical to the

diner not far from the hospital known for

that Remington had specially prepared, with cleaner, more nutritious, and tastier ingredients. "Did

later. If the lady has put them up, it means she hasn't

replied with

Remington, "......"