Charlotte woke up some time later in the middle of the night to someone pressing a cold towel on her forehead. Her body was no longer aching as before nor was her head heavy again.

She was feeling cold but was painfully aware of her clothes sticking to her sweaty body. That was what woke her up. She was not feeling comfortable.

Whatever the doctor fed her when she was asleep had definitely worked.

"Dalton?" She murmured as she blinked her eyes at the man sitting on his wheelchair beside the bed.

He was about to dip his hand that was holding the wet towel that had been pressed against...