In the room that smelled like antiseptic, Evans sat on the bed weakly, his back resting on the pillows that had been arranged for him, and next to him was Megan who gently focused on the apple she was peeling. “You still haven't told me how you landed here,” Megan asked after she gave Evans a small piece of apple. “You’ve started keeping secrets. I thought we were best friends, but it seems…” She sighed, then pursed her lips and bowed her head sadly. Evans furrowed his brows in worry. After a while, he pinched the middle of his brows in helplessness, “Stop pretending.” He calmly said, then threw her a glance after seeing her face light up. Though he knew she was pretending, he also knew that if he didn't say a word, Megan wouldn't stop disturbing him. “I donated blood to someone who desperately needed it.” He said breezily if this hadn't almost killed him. Megan wasn't surprised, she looked up and her eyes pierced through him. She didn't say a word or have any reaction, her gaze
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