"Daph, I'm really concerned that you might get sick if you keep this up." I was lost in thought when a familiar voice broke through. It's been a whole week now, and I haven't left the hospital once. It's starting to feel like a second home to me, but not in a good way. It's as if I checked in, and there's no check-out date in sight. My attention shifted from Cara to Craig as he walked in, looking like he just got off work. "Have you eaten?" I asked, not paying attention to his words from earlier. He seemed like he was neglecting himself already due to his heavy workload. I didn't want him to end up in a hospital bed, either. "Let's not change the subject. I'm serious. If something happens to you, my sister will never forgive me. Worst.. She will definitely, no doubt, kill me." I stood up to tend him but felt unsteady. Luckily, Craig quickly caught me before my face hit the floor. "This is exactly my point!" He said firmly. "You're asking if I've eaten, but you're sk
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