Yvette's POV“Is everything okay?” My mum's voice echoed along with the beeping sound from the machine.Running towards her, I steadied her on the bed and rubbed her shoulders until she had relaxed a bit and the beeping went back to normal.“Everything is fine, mum,” I whispered. “There's nothing for you to worry about, okay?”She furrowed her brows.“I don't believe you, Yvette. I might be weak and unhealthy, but do you think I'm demented and that you can lie to my face like that?” she reprimanded.I couldn't tell her the truth, so I kept mute, tried not to cry, and kept my gaze glued to the space between us.“What is the matter, Yvette?”“It's… uhm… wo-work,” I sighed, rubbing my palms together. “It just gets too overwhelming, you know? And my boss can be a shitty person sometimes.”“Your boss?” She adjusted to a sitting position. “I haven't officially met him, but he seemed like a pretty nice man. Plus, the first evidence on the list is where we are today,” she smiled.My heart tug
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