Secret Out

Elena mustered a weak smile, appreciating Liam's concern even as her stomach continued to churn. "Thank you, Liam. Your concern means the world to me. But really, it's just a passing moment. I'll be alright soon."

Her words barely had time to escape her lips before another wave of nausea overwhelmed her, and Elena found herself hunched over the toilet once again. The sound of her retching filled the air, and Liam couldn't bear to witness her suffering any longer. Frustration etched on his face, he swiftly pulled out his phone and began dialing Doctor Clara's hospital number.

Elena, sensing his intentions, struggled to stand up from the cold bathroom floor fearing one of the nurses could answer and send Liam her hospital record. She reached out and grabbed Liam's arm, her voice trembling with desperation. "Liam, please... I don't want to bother Doctor Clara. It's just a stomach bug, it'll pass. I promise."

Liam looked into Elena's pleading eyes, torn between his concern for her well-be