Her Responsbility
As Asher stepped further into the room, his brows raised at seeing Naida's condition.
She lay in bed, covered with a thick bedsheet, her face alarmingly pale and sickly. Despite the cool air in the room, she appeared to be sweating profusely.
"Devils…you don't look good," Asher commented, his voice laced with worry as he closed the door behind him.
Naida managed a weak smile in response, "I definitely have looked better," she quipped, her spirit still evident despite her weakened state.
Asher, slightly taken aback by her ability to still look bright, moved closer to examine her, "The poison is still inside your body. Why didn't you tell any of us?" he asked, his tone a mix of concern and disappointment.