82. MOTHER

I finally opened my eyes after being unconscious for two days and I saw Vincent studying hard at the table close to the window at the far end of the room. I groaned slightly as I tried rolling to the side in order to stand up, but no matter how I tried, it was an impossible task.

“Are you finally awake? Don’t try hard to stand up, you can never stand up for now”, Vincent cautioned and started to walk towards me when he heard my groans

“Why can’t I stand up?” I questioned, losing the fight against standing up and lying there.

“The treatment I placed you on is so strong that it won’t wear off for the next three days. I know that you will never rest if I tell you ordinarily, so I have to place you in absolute rest against your will and I am not sorry to take that decision”, he said boldly, and I just smiled.

I knew Vincent to be stubborn and strict, so it was not surprising to see him act that way. We are both stubborn and determined, it was obvious that I wouldn’t allow that if I wer