Abby figured her older sister was venting her frustration, which was why she insisted on making Evan comply. Until he played along and satisfied her demands, she wouldn't let him off the hook. After completing the hospital admission process, Evan lay on the bed, hooked up to an IV drip. Abby brought him a cup of warm water and handed him the prescribed medication. "Take the antipyretic first," she urged. "Your face is so red."

At the hospital, they'd checked his temperature-39.8 degrees Celsius, nearly 40.

Evan coughed occasionally, his handsome face flushed from the fever. He looked drained and weak, his energy completely sapped.

Sitting up slowly, he took the cup of water from Abby. She carefully placed the pills in his hand, ensuring he swallowed them one by one.

"Drink more warm water," she added firmly.

After finishing the medication, Abby poured him another glass. "Here, have some more."

Evan muttered, leaning back

The IV seemed to ease his cough a bit, and

grew quiet, save for the

rang,

"Ring, ring, ring..."

the screen. It

her mentor to Wildridge Manor, she and Grandma York had exchanged contact details and connected on WhatsApp. Abby quickly picked up the

Grandma York," the

York," Abby

peppers,

He was sound asleep, his breathing soft and even,

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