I held Oliver's naked Oliver onto the sofa and wanted to cover him with a blanket.

Oliver grabbed me suddenly.

"Don't go."

"I'll give you that blanket." I patted him, soothing him.

I went back to the bed and took a small blanket to help him cover it.

Then I took a plate of water and squatted on the sofa and started to wipe his body. Oliver is in good shape, with a beautiful mermaid line on his abdomen, but now I was not in the mood to appreciate his body at all.

You must get better. Otherwise, I would blame myself.

The light gradually dimmed, and I fell asleep...