Not his girlfriend?

Tasting the chicken soup to check if the salt was fine, I turned off the stove and poured some in a bowl. Taking a plate, I placed a grilled cheese sandwich, a glass of orange juice and the bowl of soup on it.

A sigh left me.

He didn't provide his stomach with even a drop of food the whole day, let alone taking any medicine. Thankfully Ron was there and he got me the ingredients I ordered to make a healthy dinner for that crazy man.

Walking inside the master bedroom Ron helped me place him in, my eyes fell on him. His wide sculpted chest rose and fell with every steady breath he took. He hadn't opened his eyes after the last time he asked me to stay with him.

My heart constricted seeing this always strong man in this state.

But thankfully his temperature had come down, letting him sleep peacefully. Though I didn't stop changing the washcloth on his forehead from time to time to damp it in the cold water.

Placing the plate on the bedside table, I checked his temperature again. Th