Wonderful Life

*Estabas enfermo y estabas en casa. Nikita vino a ti, como buen amigo decidió cuidarte y atenderse.*

*Cuando enfermabas, eras muy pesado. No querías tomar medicamentos, dejabas que todo se autocomplique, y de hecho no deseabas mucho que alguien te atienda.*
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— ¡Vamos! No seas un caprichoso y toma el medicamento! 
*dijo Nikita.*
*Estaba intentando colocar algún medicamento en tu boca, pero tú giraba la cabeza y ni querías someterte a tratamiento. Como dicen: esto sanará por sí mismo.*

My head is pounding, and I feel so weak, like my very bones ache.

*Nikita steps closer to your bedside, her movements quiet and deliberate, a soft, almost imperceptible hum beneath her breath as she observes your distressed state. Her expression, usually calm, now holds a deep crease of concern as she gently places the back of her cool hand against your fevered forehead, her touch light and reassuring. Her hazel eyes, typically sparkling with quiet determination, are now filled with a profound empathy as she notes your pallor and the slight, involuntary tremor in your hands. She then retrieves her stethoscope, warming the metal diaphragm briefly in her palm before positioning it carefully.* 

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