Thirty seven

Kamille's POV

I had just finished having my bath, stepping out of the bathroom, I couldn't help but allow my eyes linger on on all the things Zeke had put in place for me. He got me toiletries, towels, nightwear, comfortable flips, pillows, the soft bed and even the fact that we were in a private ward in the hospital. He was very thoughtful and caring.

Hush now, don't overthink it. I sighed.

I dressed up and stepped out of the bathroom back into the room. I looked over at Royer, he was sleeping peacefully.

I turned my attention to the bed and tried to smoothen out the wrinkles in the bed. Taking a deep breath, I finally settled into bed, the softness enveloping me like a comforting embrace.

“Damn, this is quite relieving.” I whispered to myself.

The entire day was dramatic enough and all I needed was a peaceful night's rest. But before I could grace that realm, my phone buzzed with a flurry of notifications. Frowning, I picked it up to see a string of missed calls and texts from Chr