"Liz, try this, a little sugar might sweeten your mood."

Hogan unwrapped a piece of candy and offered it to Lizetta with a smile.

Lizetta glanced at the candy, guessing it was orange-flavored, a flavor that could bring back a flood of memories.

She managed a smile, "Just set it aside for now, Hogan. I'll have it later. I just want to rest a bit..."

Hogan's hand froze for a moment, but then he placed the candy aside and didn't get up to leave.

He picked up an apple from the fruit bowl and grabbed a paring knife, "Let me peel you an apple..."

"Hogan, I really don't want to eat anything. I just want to rest... Hogan!"

Lizetta softly interrupted Hogan, her emotions unstable, craving solitude.

However, before she could finish, she saw Hogan's paring knife slip from his hand, cutting his finger and staining the apple with blood.

Lizetta gasped, leaning over to take the knife and apple away, her voice laced with concern.

Hogan, don't

her expression filled with

was a neurosurgeon, his hands infinitely precious. If he injured himself further while peeling an apple for her, she'd never

small cut from being

Hogan's face

me get the first aid kit

attempted to get off the bed, Hogan suddenly

looked up, meeting Hogan's usually gentle eyes, now

Lizetta tried to pull away, but Hogan's

is filled with

I.ne

fresh abroad? I'll arrange everything for us overseas! Leave this

hand

made sense, and it seemed like a good option, Lizetta couldn't shake off the feeling that

like I told you before, I still

abruptly tightened

is gone! She's dead! How

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