When we arrived at the hospital, Oliver asked for all my documents to complete my admission while I was taken to the examination room.

I went through a series of tests, and afterward, they took me to a room where I would spend the night, receiving vitamins and being monitored. When I entered the room, Oliver was already there, sitting in an armchair, scrolling through his phone. As soon as he saw me, he put it away and stood up.

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yes. You can leave now.”

“I'll have to