The overwhelming pressure and constant barrage of emotions had finally taken their toll on Hirvan. His body gave out, and he fell ill. The fever he had thought he had gotten rid of consumed his body again. After taking some anti-fever pills, he lay down on his bed, hoping for the kind of sleep that would silence the chaos in his head. He tried to shut off his mind to let his body rest. He was relentless in fighting off all those thoughts, worries, and regrets, but luckily, the medicine took effect and, within a minute he drifted into a deep slumber.
Greg, who had noticed his fever, refused to leave his side. Despite Hirvan's attempts to encourage him to go, worrying he would catch a cold from him, Greg remained by his side, wanting to take care of him. Hirvan did not have any energy left to protest, He let Greg do what he wished. As he fell asleep, he was vaguely aware of Greg's touch on his forehead as he kept checking his temperature.
I know
A boring chapter…
but I had to include these details to help explain how he stays calm after everything that’s happened. Thanks for sticking with it!