Chapter 62 - The More You Think

The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm ambiance in Yvette's room, creating a haven of tranquility amidst the storm of uncertainty. Nathan, sitting beside her on the bed, held onto her delicate fingers, a silent anchor in the whirlwind of emotions. Yvette, unaware of the complexities unfolding around her, shifted restlessly in her bed.

"Nathan, do I really need to take those bitter pills? They're awful," Yvette whined, her voice carrying a childish tone of protest.

Nathan sighed, a mixture of affection and concern etched on his face. "You know they're important, Yvette. They'll help you get better."

Yvette pouted, her reluctance evident. "Can't I skip them just once? They taste terrible."

"Don't be childish, Yvette. You have to take them for your own well-being," Nathan gently chided, attempting to balance firmness with tenderness.

With a dramatic sigh, Yvette reluctantly acquiesced. "Fine, but only because you said so."

Nathan carefully opened the pill container, a momentary pa