I will believe you

Emma's POV

The shopping trip was planned for the afternoon, even though Draven stalled the trip saying that he had work, we all knew that he just wanted to make sure I was getting a good rest before carrying on with any activity. It was evident by his constant checking up on me and bringing me something to eat every now and then.

He did not even allow me to come downstairs for lunch and brought it up himself with the help of a housekeeper. I said, “Why did you bring it upstairs? I was just about to come down.”

I yanked off the blanket and was about to get off the bed when Draven stopped me and practically nudged me back into the bed, “It's ok. We are here. Go back to your bed.”

I sat down like a little child and looked at them like a fool.

Draven made sure to ask me what I felt like eating before asking the kitchen to cook something. I wanted to keep it light and simple with an Alfredo pasta and butter omelette.

The man kept the portable table on the bed and signalled for the houseke