"I knew you would catch a cold the next morning, so I woke up early and prepared this soup for you. Drink it and get well soon," she said, her tone filled with warmth and care.
Vedh Balon nodded slowly, touched by her gesture.
"I'll be back in the evening, and I want you to be well, understand?" she said, her words almost motherly.
He nodded his head like a child, silently acknowledging her request.
Ashu Davies smiled at him and quickly left the house. Vedh Balon held the bowl of soup, a dazed smile on his face despite his sneezes. She had always taken care of him whenever he caught a cold in the past. Her homemade soup had always been the remedy that treated him. She was acting like his mother, like a caring wife.
He sipped the soup, feeling grateful for her presence in his life. In
