Chapter 63— The Girl You Knew Is Gone

Diana's POV

"No, that can't be," I managed to say.

I felt so weak, I could barely move my body. Ciara helped me inside her room, as it was the closest to the living room. She laid me on her bed, placing a pillow beneath my head.

"Hold on, I will be right back."

"Where are you going? Don't worry, I'll be fine. I just got dizzy, that's all," I said, trying to stand but falling back down.

"Don't say anything, Diana. I will be right back," she yelled.

I lay quietly waiting for her. Shortly after, she came back with a face towel and a bowl of water. She sat at the edge of the bed, just the right distance from where my forehead was.

She dipped the towel into the bowl of water and squeezed it, then used it to clean my forehead and neck. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Can't you see that I'm trying to wipe your sweat away and also trying to reduce your temperature?"

"I feel dizzy."

"Come on, Diana, you're scaring me," she said while still cleaning my forehead.

"I'll be fine. You don't have t