Chapter 189

I never complained about bitter medicine again after my parents passed on. No one offered candy to go with the medicine. I never had any again either.

"It's sweet," Brandon said as he raised the candy and brushed it against my lips. It seemed like an enticing

gesture.

I ended up opening my mouth. Once he popped the candy in, tears welled in my eyes and streamed down.

"Why are you crying?" He caressed my face and wiped my tears.

His words made me feel worse. My tears became more uncontrollable.

Brandon couldn't keep up with wiping my tears. He took the cup from me and squeezed my hand. "Let's not take the medicine if it's too bitter."

After he left, I buried my face in my hands. I felt much better after crying.

The thermometer under my armpit beeped to show its final reading, so I took it out. It read 38.2 degrees Celsius.

I had a fever as expected.

with a towel

won't need the medicine if your temperature drops. "Close your

on the couch. He then placed the ice-wrapped towel

closed my eyes, but soon I heard the click of a lighter. The smell of burning alcohol

sharp pang of heat in my palm as Brandon rubbed his hand against mine. I instinctively flinched,

my dad used it on me when I was a

scary, having to put the hands in burning alcohol and

rubbed my left hand and then my right. I thought he was done,

my foot back and rejected,

you tried to strip me? You won't even

dead and pretend that I passed

Since he could state the details, he must

best strategy at moments like this,

rubbed my foot. The tickling warm sensation hit

tears couldn't help but fall again. "Take a nap. I made some potato soup.

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