Nastia looked a little upset. While she was genuinely worried about Beverly's health, her visits always seemed to coincide with the presence of the charming and refined doctor, which was her real motivation.
Beverly smiled apologetically. "Sorry, I didn't expect Elroy to transfer me to a different hospital."
"Why are you apologizing to me? If anyone should be apologizing, it's Elroy!" Nastia huffed, clearly annoyed. But seeing the pale complexion of Beverly's face, she softened. She knew it wasn't Beverly's fault. Sitting down by her bedside, she began peeling an apple for her.
"Has he caused you any trouble since the transfer?" Nastia asked, her voice tinged with concern.
Beverly knew exactly who she was referring to. She shook her head. "He hasn't been by to see me in quite some time
