115.

“Now, here it’s time for your medicine.” He walked towards her, holding the pills he had got for Daisy. “Then you have to sleep.” He mumbled, sitting next to her and handing her the pills.

“Again?” Her face scrunched up in disappointment when she took the pills. He handed her the glass of water so she could swallow them.

“Yes, so that by evening your health gets better.” He held the glass back from her hand.

She huffed. He chuckled, seeing her reaction. She looked cute, whining like a small kid. Shaking his head, he then got up and walked inside the bathroom.

When he came out, she found him in a pair of bottoms while he held a bottle of glass.

“What’s funny?” Her brow cocked.

“Your facial expressions.” He came to her and put the bottle on the nightstand before removing the sheet from her covered legs.

“What are you going to do?” She asked, watching him removing the sheet and gazing at her legs. There were also small cuts which were healing. They did not look so delicate and fre