Chapter 3

After I took the medicine, my stomach finally settled down a bit.

I bought some groceries and headed over to Matthew's house, planning to cook him one last dinner.

Before I even reached the door, I could see him standing there, leaning on his cane and looking around eagerly.

As soon as he spotted me, his face lit up with a big smile, and he stuffed a gift into my arms.

"Yvonne, merry Christmas!" he said, his voice full of warmth. "I missed you so much. You finally decided to visit me."

He took my hand. "Why do you look…