“Kaye, I’m sorry. This is a homemade chicken soup I made for you. Please give it a try, okay?”

Jenifer timidly walked in and placed something at the foot of my bed.

“I’m sorry, Kaye. I never imagined Aaro would do something like this. My half-alive body will eventually give up, yet he insists on trying everything he can to save me.”

“Kaye, you shouldn’t be angry with Aaro. Sure, you lost a kidney, but you saved a life!”

I couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief. “I’m not some kind of saint, saving everyone. Can you please keep your distance? The scent of your schemes is overwhelming!”

Jenifer's expression stiffened,...