When I woke up, my head was still heavy, and there was a cooling patch on my forehead.

I felt a stir in my heart and quickly sat up in bed.

At the same time, the door swung open.

"Lie down quickly. Your fever hasn't broken yet. Honestly, I can't believe you—your temperature shot up to 40 degrees Celsius! If I hadn't been unable to reach you all day, you might've died here without anyone knowing!"

I stared at her in a daze. It was my best friend, and I couldn't help but mock myself inwardly.

Of course. Joey had said he wouldn't come back. Why would he care if...