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,

the nurses' station when I came back with breakfast. The place was buzzing with the scent of flowers. The owner sure is generous. Let me find a

through the cupboard for a

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

were quite stunning and vibrant, bringing

Let me wash

Handing the flowers to Lizetta,

her hands, two yellow roses and

beautiful. Every petal exuded vitality, brightening her mood.

Next door.

Dashiell, the

entered as Remington was preparing to have his breakfast. If one looked closely, they would notice that the breakfast on his table was identical to the one next door

a reputable diner not far from the hospital known for its

switched by someone else for one that Remington had specially prepared, with cleaner, more nutritious, and tastier

has put them up, it means she hasn't noticed. If the flowers are thrown out, then

with utmost

Remington, "......"