"After I take the painkiller, I don't feel nervous or in pain anymore, and then I notice that your mood gets better, so, so..." Ruby Gregory's voice gradually became quieter: "After that, I took painkillers every time."
When Ruby finished speaking, she tightly closed her eyes, not daring to look at Steve Burton. Her nervous back was covered in a layer of fine sweat, and her other hand tightly gripped the quilt.
It took a while for Steve to snap out of his daze. His chest was filled with complex and surging emotions: surprise, excitement, and touched. He didn't know how to react, so he firmly held her small hand in return.
Ruby felt the man hold her hand but still didn't dare to look up at Steve. She couldn't figure out if this meant he had forgiven her. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke in a weak voice, "I... I won't take painkillers anymore... Can you... Can you not be angry anymore?"
When Ruby said the last sentence, her voice had a touch of a little girl's coquetry.