Chapter 7: Why Act Shy?

"Siddharth,"

Samaira, who had abruptly turned around to the source of the voice was shocked as she watched Siddharth Kapoor walk in with a tray in his hands, he looked incredibly hot in his simple grey tracks and white full sleeve tee shirt, the sleeves were pulled up, giving her a glimpse of his strong forearms.

She blinked twice, then looked away as he neared the bed, placing the tray on the side table, he sat next to her. Samaira shifted uncomfortably, holding tight the corners of the shirt she wore

Siddharth extended his hand and touched her forehead, she jerked back in fear

“You still seem to have temperature, lie down and let me do some cold compresses , It’ll heal you faster,” he squeezed the cloth that was dipped in ice cold water