CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY_ ONE 

SALLY'S POV

It's been two days since we settled in our new house, and my fever seemed to be getting worse.

"Sally, you can't continue like this. Every illness deserves to be treated instead of being ignored constantly. I know you think this is a minor issue, but you should go for a check-up at least, no matter how mediocre or small an illness seems, it should be properly taken care of before it escalates into something else", Ralia begged.

She was seated in front of me with a hand towel, and she wiped my face with the wet towel, while I lay in bed my head resting on the pillow.

My food was lying on the table, the pap would get cold and would end up in the trash bin. I couldn't eat because if I did I would throw up, and I was losing weight badly.

"Sally, I would never forgive you if anything should happen to you, why not let's go to the hospital?" Ralia pleaded further.

"I will be fine Ralia, taking me to the hospital wouldn't change a thing. After all, it's just a minor fever