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~LEWIS~ It has been four days now since I have been shackled to this bed, being treated like a vegetable. It's for my wellbeing. That, I don't need to be told twice but I'm only human. It wouldn't take much for me to grow bored of being stuck on a bed. Working on my laptop can only do so little to ease this boredom too. I'm fine now yet Mom thinks I'm not. Aside from the little difficulties in moving my limbs, everything else works completely fine. It's been four days since my last shower and I just lifted my arms to catch a whiff of my armpits, only to sneeze from the unpleasant odor of sweat and perfume. Venus has been taking care of me, but I can tell he's been avoiding eye contact since then and the obvious reason is ... The kiss. It still lingers in my mind and I can't help but f