Natalie pov.

After a long dream I finally woke up. Thank goodness. My temperature went down and all sorts of torturous pain dissipated as the burning sensation disappeared.

With the sunlight streaming through the curtains into the hospital room, I opened my eyes slightly to see a strong arm across my chest, resting on my shoulder. I turned my head and saw that the owner of this arm had a very handsome face, and he was still asleep, sleeping quietly, with occasional faint snorting sounds. I looked at him in silence and with affection, thinking about things happened last night, which made my forehead burn.

Although I felt shy, I...