Aria's POV
"The doctor said you have inflammation and you need to take your medication on time," I announced, finally ending the call.
I immediately went to prepare his pills and get him water.
Damian coughed lightly, and I spun around in alarm. "That's it—I'm calling the doctor back over to examine you again."
"The doctor left less than two hours ago," Damian said, catching my arm gently. "I just need rest. I'll take the medicine."
"But—"
"Aria." His voice turned serious despite remaining soft. "Can you respect the patient's wishes? Just this once?"
I deflated slightly. "Fine."
I brought him the water and carefully placed the pills in his palm, watching closely as his throat worked to swallow them down.
Once I was satisfied, I tucked the blanket more securely
