Mag-log in“Why do I feel like Lindsay is so different now?” I asked Dave, who was reading his morning paper. Lindsay would be coming by... at two in the afternoon…bringing Dave’s clean clothes and taking his dirty ones home. But what surprised me was that the clean clothes she brought…had tags from a laundromat nearby, and she seemed to wear almost the same clothes every day. I knew Lindsay, and I knew her, she would probably wear an outfit more than once or twice, but today I saw her wearing a pale yellow mini dress, and this was the fourth time. I’d been hospitalized for two weeks…and Lindsay had already worn it four times? Isn’t that quite strange?“She brought me new clothes…or the clothes I wore yesterday. I have a feeling she didn’t take any new clothes from my apartment…”“You have a CCTV system that you can access through your phone, check it out!” I suggested, to which Dave immediately nodded. If there are no problems, I'll be back today... my body is much fresher and healthier... the
Lindsay's Pov"Marioo...ngghh..." I groaned, going crazy...this man was really making me explode again and again. Mario, the sexy doctor who turned out to be from Brazil...he blew my mind and my anatomy right there. He had an amazing tongue...it was like magic...that tongue...Agh.... Nggh...My brain couldn't even process what was happening, I just felt pleasure over and over again...even though the man was still in his work uniform, we were in his examination room.I know...very sexy, right!When I was about to go home earlier, I met him. He had his bag ready and seemed ready to go home too. He offered to go home with me, and I said yes. Of course...why should I refuse, right? This sexy creature of God was too precious to waste. We entered the empty elevator, and suddenly I went crazy. I accidentally touched the front of his pants. I know...how silly right?At that moment, I wondered if he had a large amount of ammunition, then you pretended to trip and touch it. And… Oh… My… Lord!
Here I am lying on the hospital bed...hugh...Lindsay had already gone home to change her clothes, promising she'd come back to my hospital room afterward. I'd told her not to bother, but my stubborn best friend insisted on returning anyway. She blamed herself for buying me spicy food, convinced my condition was entirely her fault. Of course, her own brother, David, had shamelessly agreed with her.My stomach still felt bloated, and swallowing hurt a little. Other than that, I didn't feel too terrible anymore. The doctor insisted I stay on the IV, even though I found it incredibly uncomfortable. Honestly, I wanted the needle out of my arm already.For the past several minutes, Dave had been forcing spoonful after spoonful of flavorless porridge into my mouth. He held the bowl with one hand while wearing the deepest frown I'd seen all day. Why was he glaring at me like that? Was this really all my fault?...Actually, yes. It was completely my own stupidity. I hadn't taken proper care o
Lindsay's POVI'd already called Dave, and he said he was on his way to the hospital where Rose had been admitted. How could I have forgotten that Rose suffered from GERD? after all this time...and I am her best besty?! Ugh... Dave was definitely going to kill me for this. The thought alone made my stomach twist with guilt.I sat outside the emergency room while Rose was still being treated. The doctor who had examined her earlier suspected it was her stomach acting up, and after the initial treatment, they decided to admit her for a few days. There was nothing I could do except wait. Every passing minute felt painfully slow."Linds... what happened?" Dave asked the moment he arrived.His forehead was covered in sweat. Had he actually run all the way here? He looked genuinely panicked, and for some reason, that made me feel even worse."Rose was in pain... she ate something spicy, and then she suddenly collapsed," I explained nervously.The expression on Dave's face was terrifying. I
LLindsay's POVI was genuinely shocked by what I had discovered inside my brother's secret room. So... he had really been obsessed with Rose all this time? After all these years? I still couldn't believe it as I clutched my phone, anxiously waiting for Dave to reply.I was sitting inside Rose's bedroom, a room that had been specially prepared just for her. She was technically an outsider... my best friend, yet Dave had given her a room of her own, while I couldn't even stay in this apartment without getting kicked out sooner or later. That jerk! The unfairness of it all almost made me roll my eyes.Rose was busy in front of the laptop Dave had bought for her. Back then, he claimed it was only for work. Now I wasn't so sure anymore. Looking at her, everything suddenly felt suspicious.How had I never realized any of this before? I couldn't believe my brother had been this crazy about Rose all along. I regretted finding out only now. If only I had known sooner...Ever since last night,
"Rose... do you know anything about photography?" Dave asked the moment I opened my eyes. I had barely woken up, while he already looked annoyingly refreshed, his damp hair still dripping from the shower. As usual, he wasn't wearing a shirt, sitting comfortably on the edge of the bed as if walking around half-naked was the most natural thing in the world. Considering how often he posed shirtless for magazine shoots, maybe it really was. "Hmm... not really. Why?" I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My brain hadn't fully connected yet, and trying to process a serious conversation this early in the morning felt almost impossible. Dave remained focused on the laptop resting across his knees, his expression unusually tense. Whatever was on that screen clearly had his full attention. "What happened?" I asked again, quickly wiping the corner of my mouth just in case I'd been drooling in my sleep. Dave noticed the gesture but wisely chose not to comment. Instead, he reached for my ha







