Emily sat quietly at the dining table, slowly eating her meal. Her body still felt weak, and her appetite wasn’t fully back. The food tasted bland, and every bite felt like a chore. She was still in her nightwear, hair tied up loosely, and a soft shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her mind drifted until she heard footsteps approaching. Mrs. Gloria walked into the room, holding a small cup with medicine. “Ma, here is the medicine,” Gloria said, placing the cup gently on the table. Emily frowned slightly. She didn’t like medicine,not just the taste. She hated the reminder that she was unwell. “Thanks,” she murmured, taking the medicine cup and placing it beside her plate without looking at it. Just then, her phone vibrated on the table. She looked at the screen. Denovon. Without hesitation, she answered, her voice soft. “Hello.” “You’re awake,” Denovon’s deep voice came through. “How are you feeling now?” “I’m much better,” she replied, shifting slightly in her seat.
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