CHAPTER FOURTY SEVEN.

MICA'S POV.

I slowly opened my eyes and two pairs of eyes were staring at me, this was the same way he was sitting yesterday when I woke up and it seemed like he didn't stand up from that position and his eyes looked Misty like he had been crying.

" Lucan" I called slowly and his head abruptly shifted to my side and he stood up, fear and sadness was evident on his face and my heart broke into a thousand pieces as I gazed upon his handsome face. I wish I could just get up and hug away all his pain.

" Mica, are you feeling alright?" He asked immediately as he cupped my face and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out of my mouth again, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get any words out and I had a very bad headache like my brain was being torn apart.

" How are you feeling now?" He asked again, jolting me from my reverie but I still couldn't say a word, it was like something was hung on my throat and I couldn't get it out.

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