“There are plenty of people who are good to me, If I didn't reject them, wouldn't I be another Annalise?”

Upon hearing Rosalynn's response, Karina chuckled.

"So, you don't see Barlow as more than a good male friend?"

Rosalynn quirked an eyebrow.

“Exactly.”

Karina burst into laughter.

“He must be disappointed."

Rosalynn's eyes flickered with curiosity.

"Karina, it sounds like you care about him quite a bit."

“No, he's helped me in the past. I'm just grateful."

Really?

Deciding not to press the matter, Rosalynn thought about Virgil and asked, "How's your brother?"

Karina sighed.

"Not great. Annalise has been pleading shamelessly for him to reconsider his decision. Fortunately, he's remained firm, but I can see he's in pain."

As long as he hadn't given in, things were still manageable.

The malignant tumor had been growing in his life for a while; it would naturally take time to fully excise it.

With this thought, Rosalynn continued her conversation with Karina.

In the meantime, Barlow experienced a sharp pain coursing through his body and arm.

He got out of bed, pacing around, and found himself knocking on the bathroom door.

“Rosalynn, why do women talk non-stop?"

They had been chatting for almost half an hour.

Rosalynn opened the door, her call still ongoing.