She should have expected this, Celine didn't know that just like her son, this grown man who was supposed to be the president of a big company disliked swallowing pills.
"It's easy if you wash it down really quickly." Celine tried again when her previous attempt was met with plain silence. She would have marveled about how two people could be so alike, one was older and one was smaller but they were both exactly the same.
She held out the pill to him, and she caught as the hint of aversion fleeted past his hazel eyes before he quickly looked away.
"I told you, I don't need those pills." He stated firmly in that strictly sharp voice of his and Celine bit down on her lip in frustration.
Great, it seemed she had no other choice now.
A look of disappointment suddenly shrouded her eyes. "Alright, if you really don't want it, you don't have to take it."
