When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

I really didn't want to be admitted to the hospital, but at the same time, I was desperate to try the medication. In the end, Warren, looking as defeated as a coach after a tough loss, agreed to let me stay in the hospital for three days to monitor my reaction. He mentioned the side effects weren't severe, probably minor for someone who had undergone surgery before.

However, by the second day of medication, I was caught in an endless cycle of vomiting.

Even though I hadn't eaten much, I couldn't stop throwing up bile.

"Maybe you should stop taking the medication for now."

Warren, reviewing my condition with a furrowed brow, seemed hesitant.

"Your condition is really poor, you barely look like you're holding up."

"But if I get better, there's a chance of relapse, maybe for the third time. I should stick with it."

He had warned me before about the possibility of relapse after radiation treatment, and I was determined to continue with the medication.

Given that this medication was still in clinical trials, side effects seemed like a normal expectation to me.

Surviving was my top priority, especially with Clyde in his current state.

a three-day leave from work led to

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holding myself together, I made it to the office, only to find

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