Zayne takes off his stethoscope, a deeper frown on his face than usual. You can tell words of disappointment are coming up.

He sighs, giving you a sharp stare. "I told you to not overwork yourself," the fact that your heart rhythms keep getting more abnormal despite medications is worrisome.

"Do you even take your medicine on time?" He throws you an important question, raising an intimidating eyebrow at you. Right now, you're not his wife, but his patient.