Chapter 88
- Ken sat up, expecting the usual sounds of Cynthia moving around, the smell of her herbs and soup, and her determined voice telling him to get ready for therapy. Instead, the tray she brought in felt surprisingly light.
- He frowned and said, "This looks… different."
- Cynthia set the tray on the side table, avoiding his gaze. "We're trying the doctor's method starting today, remember? Let's see how it goes."