Chapter 2
For a moment, it felt as though cold water had been poured over my head. His purple gaze carefully scanned our pale faces, one by one, and then it stopped at Lethias's wide-open eyes. "First of all, I asked them to take all the necessary measures, so we'll have to wait and see, but I think you should prepare yourself mentally, just in case." What on earth is he saying with such a serious tone? Hey, male lead, what are you talking about? Prepare ourselves mentally! Our Estelle just has pneumonia! Yet, in some ways, it might have been an inevitable outcome. Estelle has always been frail. Besides, given our confined life in that cramped and poorly ventilated space, along with her prolonged illness in such a poor environment and a nutritionally deficient diet, this situation was likely to happen. Perhaps unconsciously, I might have sensed it already. I might have been trying hard to deny it, frequently reassuring myself that it was just a symptom of a cold. Still, even so...