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,

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

rummaging through

had been admitted to the hospital on short notice the night before, too late for anyone to think

flowers, albeit only five in number, were

Let me

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

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

beautiful. Every petal exuded vitality, brightening her mood. Lizetta smiled, gently

Next door.

the flowers have

looked closely, they would notice that the breakfast on his

meal set from a reputable diner not far from the hospital known

for one that Remington had specially prepared, with cleaner, more

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

replied with utmost

Remington, "......"