Chapter 1855

Naomi walked up to John and saw his tear-streaked face. The nurse beside her was visibly surprised. The young man was incredibly handsome. Even while sick, his features were striking. He had looked fine a moment ago. Why the sudden change? She looked from John to Naomi, the girl he was staring at. That was when she noticed something was off with Naomi too. Her expression had changed. She was no longer warm or gentle. Now, she was… quiet. So quiet that it felt cold. Realizing this was not the time to ask questions, the nurse quickly turned back to her task. She replaced the IV needle and adjusted the drip. A dislodged needle could be dangerous. Once she was sure everything was working properly, she left. As soon as the nurse stepped away, John finally spoke. "Naomi, can you not like him? Not me, someone else. Someone who's really good. Could you?" His voice was trembling, thick with tears. That pleading tone, soaked with emotion, fell heavily into Naomi's ears. She stood in f