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Being sick had its perks.
Of course, that was assuming there were many people who genuinely cared for you.
The fact that Harriet had swallowed her pride and sat by my side and comforted me because I had asked her to put me to sleep out of the blue said it all.
The next day, things got even more interesting.
It was a school day, but Ellen showed up at the recovery room at the crack of dawn with some chicken soup, telling me to eat.
“… When did you make this?”
“Yesterday.”
“Yesterday? Ah… I must have been asleep then.”
She must have brought it while the sleeping spell had been in effect. Somehow, I had expected to get a thorough scolding or even a beating, but instead, she brought food for me at the crack of dawn.
Knowing that she had cooked food for me when I was bedridden inevitably made my heart feel warm.
I tried to take a spoonful of the soup that she’d scooped out into a bowl, but as expected, it didn’t go well.
My hands were trembling so much that everything spilled. My whole body was in bad shape.
“…”
“…”
For some reason, Ellen kept staring at me for a long time, as if she was contemplating something.
In the end, Ellen silently took the spoon and began to feed me herself. Somehow, the way she did it without saying anything stirred something inside me.
‘What? Why does it taste so good? There’s no way she made this,’ I thought the moment I tried the first spoonful of soup.
“… Did you really make this?”
“…”
Ellen stared at me intensely in response to my question, which carried both suspicion but was also a strong compliment.
‘Well, would you look at that. She’s actually feeling proud of herself, huh.’
“I’m good...
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