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,

of flowers. The owner

began rummaging through the

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

albeit only five in number, were quite stunning and vibrant, bringing a

Let me wash the

vase under the bedside table. Handing the flowers

the flowers in her

fancy wrapping, they were, as Yolanda had said, fresh and beautiful. Every petal exuded vitality, brightening

Next door.

the flowers have

breakfast. If one looked closely, they would notice that the breakfast on his table was identical

from a reputable diner not far from the hospital

meal delivered was actually switched by someone else for one that Remington had specially prepared, with cleaner, more nutritious, and

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

replied with

Remington, "......"