Blake also knew Liam's migraines were getting worse, "Are you... still having a bad headache right now?"

Liam tried to appear strong and smiled calmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Go back and rest. I can handle it on my own."

His words hit Blake hard. She said, "I've slept for so long; I've already had enough sleep." She looked around the room and saw the computer on the desk still glowing, "Stop pulling all-nighters for updates. Your health matters."

"Okay," Liam promised.

Blake said, "I just came to check on you and brought you some food. Take your medicine and get some rest. This water has gone cold, so don't drink it. Let me heat some fresh water for you. It'll be ready in a while."

"Okay," Liam replied.

Blake had been to Liam's house. During the break, he would make a table of dishes and invite her to join. Over time, she became a regular at mealtime. He cooked, did the dishes, and personally tidied up the dining table, leaving her with nothing to do.

Blake grabbed the kettle f