I don't want to go to the hospital

Lucy was painting with him silently and also sometimes glance at his work, Eric did the same even when in deep thoughts, then, suddenly he saw some red liquid drop on her work and when he lifted his gaze, Lucy already had the pad of her Index finger covering her nostril.

Eric frowned. "Lucy..."

"It's the color...it dropped" she lied but she was fooling no one but herself. Eric knew, was very aware through her reaction as she blocked her nostril that she was so lying.

"Why are you lying?" He asked with that concern look she hated so much but this time, she was scared of seeing him look concern because he'd bring up the topic of her treatment and offer to help her which she didn't want.

Lucy shook her head. "I'm not"

Eric sighed and sent his lifted hand to her hand that was on her nose. He aimed to pulled her hand and as he did, she fought back. "If you are not lying let me see" he said and with that she dropped her hand only for Eric to see that her nose had turned red.