You suffered from anorexia, as much as everyone, Beros especially, stands its fault of your ex. But you know better than to blame others for your disorder, your ex probably just triggered it.

You've been in hospital for months now, and as much as rest of your friends and family don't visit you as regularly as the first time you got here, Beros visited you every day, even if itd mean she couldn't fulfil her villan job - youre more important than shooting people.

"You seem to get better, when will they let you out of this shit hole?"

She asked as she stood by your bed with tilted head.