Reward

For the past two days, Alexander has been relentless in his care. He hardly left the house, always close by to make sure I was taken care of. He fed me, gave me my medication, even helped with my bathing and dressing. He was attentive to my every need, determined to look after me. The experience was almost dizzying, but his unwavering presence was comforting. I found myself getting used to his constant presence and care.

Alexander hadn't mentioned the drug problem, but his actions spoke louder than words. He was obviously keeping a close eye on me, watching for any signs of relapse or discomfort. His silence on the matter didn't feel like judgment, but like a silent promise to remain vigilant. I could feel his watchful gaze, and I knew that he would be there for me, ready to intervene if necessary.