Theodore was chillin'' by the bed, just staring at Phoebe. He knew she wasn''t really asleep, but he kept his distance, not wanting to pass his cold to her. "Riley said you ain''t eating," Theodore said. "What do you want? I''ll whip it up for you."


    Phoebe stayed quiet.


    Theodore let out a soft sigh, "You can be mad at me all you want, but don''t mess with your health. You''re the one who''s gonna suffer."


    Phoebe rolled over, showing him her back.@@novelbin@@


    "Phoebe, if you think starving yourself is gonna make me divorce you, think again. You know how stubborn I am. Not eating is only gonna hurt you." Theodore stared at her back for a while, then coughed and left the room. Once the door shut, Theodore leaned against the wall, coughing like crazy, tasting blood in his throat.


    His words were tough, but inside, he was hurting bad.


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