Bryce stayed by the door for a few minutes to gather his disarray of emotions before walking inside and closing the door gently behind himself.
"Astria..." He called out softly. The glass of milk was kept on the nightstand while he directly sat on the bed and navigated his way to her back to rub it gently. The shaking paused, then intensified.
Bryce urged her to come out of hiding. "Hey, don't hide yourself from me. Come on, we are not at the dead end yet. We still have a solution. Didn't the doctor say we can do a blood transfusion and it will get better? There is still hope. When you get better, we will -"
"It's alright. I'm fine." Astria's voice came out muffled under the covers. Exposing her fingers, she removed the cover of her head to reveal her swollen eyes and lips that were
