Magnus stretched out his one good arm and pulled both Natalia and Jonas into a tight hug. "Don't worry, he'll come back. I promise."
"Okay." Natalia swallowed the tears welling up as she stared out of the window. Hector always said the world was too beautiful to miss out on. How could he bear to leave it behind?
As the night deepened, Magnus' stomach grumbled. A hint of embarrassment showed in his eyes as he turned to Natalia. "Natalia, I'm getting kind of hungry."
"What would you like? I'll grab something for you," Natalia said, ready to leave the hospital room.
"No need, baby. I'm just craving an apple. Could you peel one for me?" Magnus asked, holding on to her with his uninjured hand.
Natalia thought he would ask for something more complicated, but it was just peeling an apple. "Sure."
She took an apple from the cabinet and skillfully began to peel it with a paring knife. The peel curled away in a long, unbroken spiral, and soon, she had peeled most of it.
Magnus watched intently as Natalia focused on her task. His wife was most beautiful when she was concentrating, like an angel who had mistakenly wandered into the mortal realm.
"That's perfect, here." Natalia threw the peel into the trash and handed the peeled apple to Magnus. "Eat up."
Magnus glanced at his bandaged hand. "Baby, as you can see, my arm's in a cast."
"So?" Natalia squinted at Magnus, curious as to what game he was playing now.
"It's everyone's duty to care for the sick. Could you feed me, please?" Magnus schemed, thankful Jonas was asleep and not there to compete for the apple.
Natalia was frustrated, feeling like Magnus was being unreasonable. Yes, he had an injured arm, but he had another perfectly good one.
"Magnus, you're a grown man and not made of clay. Can't you eat an apple without being babied?"
"Of course not, Natalia. I'm about to pass out from hunger here. Can't you show a little compassion?" Magnus pouted, playing the sympathy card. "You probably think I didn't get hurt enough, right?"
Natalia quickly covered his mouth in panic. "Don't say such things! Fine, fine, you win, okay?" She carefully sliced a piece of the apple and brought it to Magnus' lips.
Magnus chomped on the apple slice with a triumphant smile. "You're the best, my love. In this world, only you treat me right."
Natalia rolled her eyes, unimpressed. "Eat up and quit talking before you choke."
Magnus nodded obediently and kept munching on the apple.
Jonas stretched and sat up. "Mommy, I want some too."
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