Chapter 113

KEITH POV

"Doctor, will he be fine?"

"He will. He just fainted from too much stress, lack of food for possibly the last four days, and overthinking as well. He needs to take it easy or who knows what might happen."

"Alright, doctor."

"Make sure you keep a close eye on him. Force him to take the medicines if you have to. His health depends on it, Mr Richard."

"I'll make sure he recovers." Richard's voice echoed in my head with other voices mixing in all of a sudden, "thank you for your help."

I squeezed my eyes shut when I was almost blinded by the light in the room.

"Where the fuck am I?" I asked, not sure if Richard was still in the room or not.

I sat up and after a few seconds, my eyes opened, adjusting to the light.

I was in a small, sterile hospital room. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air. Richard came closer and sat on a chair beside my bed, his face etched with worry.

"You're awake," he said, relief evident in his voice as he leaned forward. "How do you feel?"

"Like