Theodore hugged Phoebe tightly, emotions swirling. He worried about upsetting her, fearing she''d retreat and sleep for days, wearing herself out.@@novelbin@@


    He gentlyid her back on the hospital bed.


    Phoebe had been out for ages, kept going by nutrient fluids. Once she woke up, her body craved nutrients.


    Soon, she felt a gnawing hunger.


    Leaning against the headboard, her face turned pale after the fever broke, almost translucent in the sunlight.


    Theodore brought over a bowl of porridge and sat by the bed. Stirring it, he said, "You''ve been out for days. The doctors came and went, but your fever wouldn''t break." Phoebe smelled the porridge and swallowed hard, avoiding the small bowl in his hand.


    Theodore scooped a spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to her lips. "Come on. Eat something. You''re too weak."


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