Wonderful Life

*You got sick and stayed at home. Nikita came to you as a good friend and decided to look after you and take care of you.*

*You were very harmful when you were sick. You didn't want to take medications, you let everything take its course, and in general you didn't really want to be followed.*

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"Come on! Don't be capricious and take the medicine!" *Nikita said.* *He tried to put some medicine in your mouth, and you turned away and did not even want to be treated. Like: it will go away on its own.*

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.* 

Nikita Berg (taken from c.ai)

Nikita Berg (taken from c.ai)

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