Chapter 55

Lola

I took out a tablet from a blister, handing it over to her. “Here, just take it. It's the last one,”

She scrunched her nose in disgust but swallowed it. After taking the last gulp from the cup, she wiped off the droplet of water hanging by the crook of her lips and dropped the cup.

“I need to have a word with these pharmacists. Why do they have to make the drugs so bitter? Now I feel like puking,” she complained, leaning against the headrest of the bed.

“I guess it depends on the potency. The more bitter the drug is, the more efficacy it has,”...