I Was Framed Queenie shook her head. “No, I have to go home.”

“Doctor, could you prescribe me some painkillers?” she added. “The pain keeps me up at night—I just can’t sleep.”

“Too much pain medication isn’t good for your health,” the doctor replied. “It can also build resistance over time, making it ineffective for your condition.”

Queenie no longer cared. She gave a faint, bitter smile. “It’s fine. As long as I can stay at home, that’s enough for me. With the way my health is now, even if I stay in the hospital, I won’t live more than a few months. I’d rather spend my time happily at home.”

The doctor had seen plenty of patients like her before. He didn’t argue and simply prescribed the medication. “For now, you’ll need to stay in the hospital for treatment for a few more days. Once you’re stable, then you can go home.”

Only a couple of days…

After giving it some thought, Queenie nodded. “All right.”