Karina could definitely manage on her own. She was motion sick, not incapacitated. Still, this side of Wilfred was unfamiliar to her. Seeing his face so close, she couldn’t help but notice how attentive he was. Her cheeks burned, and though she didn’t reach up to touch them, she knew they must be flushed. “I can handle it myself,” she muttered, sitting up to take the water and swallow the medicine he’d brought. The medicine didn’t work instantly. Exhaustion and dizziness overtook her again, and she lay back down, drained. Her head throbbed, her stomach churned, and sleep seemed like the only escape. Wilfred, clearly aware of her discomfort, spoke with even more gentleness. Pulling a blanket over her, he said, “Rest for a bit. Once the medicine kicks in, you’ll feel much better.” Karina, her eyes heavy with fatigue, glanced at the soft blanket. “Where did this come from?” The blanket was incredibly soft, wrapping around her in a comforting, cozy warmth.Wilfred smiled
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