Evelin's POV
"Who says I'm risking my life?" Jimmy's voice stayed perfectly calm.
"When you're healed, I'm still the one who has to get you off this island. I'm not giving up my life that easily."
"So why are you popping so many pills? You're only supposed to take five at a time!" I shot back.
"Five barely does anything for me. I just want to knock myself out and catch some sleep," Jimmy replied.
"So your insomnia still isn't any better? Did you see a doctor after you got back?" I couldn't help but frown.
"Of course I've seen a doctor. I switched meds, but honestly, the insomnia hasn't improved much," he said, glancing up at me. "Since when did you start worrying about me?"
I pressed my lips together, staying quiet.
"No need to worry. I'm so used to these meds, I basically have to take a handful for them to even work on me. It'll be fine," Jimmy said, then tossed his head back, about to swallow all the pills.
