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Kova stepped out of the room to give us privacy. I opened up to my dad about how I'd been feeling lately and what's been going on, and how I forgot to take my medicine. I even went as far as to say that I'd been working myself to the bone just to take my mind off the diseases.
"Sweetie, you can't be so hard on yourself. If you need someone to talk to, I can find you the best therapist on that side of the coast."
I contemplated it for a moment and glanced down at the pile of pills I hadn't swallowed yet. "It might not be a bad idea, but let me see if I can work on it first."
My front door closed and Kova walked back into my room. Holding his phone to the side, I asked him, "Where did you go?"
"To your car to get your phone." He held it up, waving it toward me. I smiled and mouthed thank you.
"What happened?" Dad asked. I relayed the events of last night, only telling him about Kova helping me during my vomit session and not the other fifty times we had sex. "He's such a good man. I don't know what I'd do without him being there for you. He's helped ease all my apprehensions I had about you going there in the first place."
I glanced at Kova. My stomach churned…
"Now that I know you're okay, put Konstantin back on the phone, please. I have something I want to ask him. Oh! And take your medicine now, young lady."
A sad smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. "Sorry to worry you, Dad. Love you."
I handed the phone back to Kova and he stepped out of the room.
Scooping up the assortment of pills into my palm, I stared at them with utter disdain. Taking Motrin was one thing, but these? I hated them with a passion I never knew one could have for medicine.
Reaching for the glass of water, I exhaled and then threw all of them back at once. Some of them were small, and some the size of horse tranquilizers. Of course that messed with my head. They lodged in my throat and I panicked for a split second, then I closed my eyes and forced them back. I drank half the contents of the glass.
Kova strode back in. He placed his hands on his hips and looked down at me. "I brought chicken noodle soup for you. I want you t
o eat it."
I grimaced. I knew I should eat, I just didn't want to. "I really don't want to eat after what happened yesterday. Can I just eat these crackers?"
"I really think you need to eat, Ria, even if you just sip it. How about we talk while you eat?"
I chewed the inside of my lip. Tempting, but I had a better idea.
"We as in you?" I suggested, hopeful.
"Fine. If that is what it takes, then yes."
I beamed up at him, happy he was making a compromise. I shifted the blankets off me and tried to stand, but Kova stopped me. I glanced up at him in confusion.
"What are you doing? I'm going to get the soup."
"Stay here. I will get it for you."
"I don't want to be babied, Kova. I can get it."
Kova's lowered his eyes like I’d insulted him. "I am not babying you, Adrianna. I just…" He paused. "Do you not know by now that I care for you deeply? This is for your own good. Please, let me take care of you," he pleaded.
I got the vibe he truly wanted to wait on me. I conceded and agreed, and his entire face lit up.
"Wait—What did my dad say?"
He shook his head, his eyes filled with pure shock and excitement. "You will never guess."
I tilted my head to the side. "What do you mean?"
"He asked if I could stay the night to watch over you. I almost told him I already was."
My jaw dropped. "You're kidding me."
