HATE is also a form of LOVE

Aurora's Pov

I kept staring at his golden eyes as if they were telling me something with his hand over my forehead, giving me a familiar warmth and making me wonder, 'Why it's feeling so familiar?'

I wanted to ask him as I noticed he was also staring at me without blinking, but another question left my mouth, "How do you know about my sickness?" Yes, this also surprised me. How did he get to know that I wasn't feeling well? There's no way he is asking it without a reason or something.

I kept staring into his eyes as if I was trying to find the answer through his eyes while he stayed expressionless, making it impossible for me to read him.

"Because yesterday you almost made me deaf with your sneezes; that's why I'm asking. If you caught a cold or not." He said in a calm way, making me blink my eyes as this surely could be a reason but his touch.....

I was wondering about the familiar warmth when suddenly I noticed that his palm was a little burner, "How did you burn your hand?" Oh god,