Chapter 43 Comfort

The gland pheromones could only be eliminated through surgery; all other treatments were relatively conservative and unsuitable for my condition. "Do I really not need surgery?" I pressed Aaron, desperate for a definitive answer. "The family doctor said surgery is the only solution. Medicinal treatments won't have the same effect." My persistence seemed to irritate him, and his impatience, a familiar trait, resurfaced. "How could you undergo surgery when you're in such a weakened state?" The doctor had mentioned my inability to undergo major surgeries due to my illness, but my current condition was far from ideal. There was one thing that could potentially alleviate my illness – having Aaron by my side at all times. However, that was even less realistic than surgery, so I didn't bother mentioning it, knowing it was impossible for him to commit to such an arrangement. "I want to have the surgery as soon as possible," I stated, turning away briefly before bringing up another topic.