“Good morning, Stella,” Felicity greeted with a yawn. She grabbed some clothes from another room and disappeared into the bathroom. Shortly after, she came out, all set.

Stella pushed a glass of soy milk toward her and inquired in a hushed tone, “Where’s Vermont?”

“He went back to sleep,” Felicity replied.

Stella pursed her lips and finally asked after a moment,” How’s Vermont’s condition?”

Felicity let out a sigh. “It’s still the same. You know, we share a bed, but his member doesn’t respond to me at all. The doctor suggested surgery, but Vermont is dead set against it, claiming it’s too risky. But, I think, since he’s already living on the edge, what’s the extra risk? He could just continue living the way he is.”

Stella did not know what to say. Her best friend had a remarkably open mind.

“So, are you considering giving up on treatment?”

“I do want him to get better, but it feels like he’s resisting,” Felicity confessed.

he had a condition like this. If he was naturally indifferent to ***, that would be one thing. But, taking his history with so many ex-girlfriends

he did not seem like the type to just let himself

tone,” When exactly did he start experiencing these issues? Did it suddenly happen, or was there

spread it around. Vermont cares a lot about his pride. If word got out and bruised his ego, he’d find even

on earth would I go gossip about this?” Stella assured her. She would share a bit with Keegan, but

“Well, I’ll tell you the truth. It was when I

were you

had already started it, Felicity did not hold back and laid out the

after listening to the whole

However, Keegan assured her it was

who would set up camp in the hospital and accept gifts from everyone even if he just had a fever. Why would

didn’t he mention

a laughingstock. He refuses to bring it up with anyone and even had me

that. “What do you mean you pretended to be his

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