"It's only about control, isn't it?" Briony stared at him. "But it can't be cured, right?"

Ferdinand pressed his lips together, silent.

"Forget it." Briony lifted a hand to rub her aching temples. "I'd like some water."

"Of course."

Ferdinand immediately got up to fetch her a glass.

He held the water in one hand, and with the other, carefully helped Briony sit up, propping her gently against his chest.

Briony didn't want to lean on him, but she simply didn't have the strength to resist.

Worried she might choke, Ferdinand had even brought her a straw.

She took a few slow sips, and finally the dryness in her throat eased a bit.

"I'd like some soup," she said quietly.

An appetite-any appetite-was a good sign.

eased her back onto the bed and set the glass on the

to go outside

still recovering. It's not wise to

I want to leave this

her, his expression unreadable. "It's not as safe here as back

have someone come with me," Briony said, her voice resolute. "Maybe I don't have much time left. Are you really going

pressed into a

at Briony, and she saw the conflict in his

I've known for a while.

hand, hanging at his

but whatever words he

You reacted so strangely. I couldn't see you, but you asked if I'd taken any other medication. That's when I

you take anything?" he

eyes with him. "But you seem to have forgotten-my mother

Ferdinand looked startled.

have a impact. Maybe I was always carrying some dormant mutation, and your so-called monot happened to trigger it. Or maybe not. You're a doctor-you know how sometimes the smallest chance can lead to the most

was light, almost like

told her she wasn't innocent, that it was saving him all those years

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