"You're destroying your own body by denying treatment..." She went over beside the bed and sat on one of the chairs.
"They already found out...?" He sighed and looked out the window, he ignored her when she gently put her hands around his slightly thinner ones. "How was your stay in Boston?" He obviously tried to change the subject.
The girl sighed but nonetheless listened to his silent plead. "Yeah, I went to medical school and with our special thingy, it was pretty easy especially with the photographic memory..." She drifted off remembering how many times her brother had cried in his sleep begging to forget everything.
"It's only in the way... I wish I never had it..." He said the last part a little quieter, but not enough for her not to hear.
"Please don't say that... You could use
