As I was laying like that, I felt a hand on my foot, my eyes flutter opened as I sat up and saw Christian holding my foot, massaging it.

"C-Christian, W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered.

"What? You're the one who said your feet hurt." He continued to massage them but I pulled it away.

"But, I didn't ask you to massage it."

"Sophie... Go to sleep." He sternly said holding my foot and yanking it towards him.

"And you?" I asked, concerned.

"I am fine. Besides, if you can't walk then how are we supposed to visit places?" He asked.

"But, What about you?"

"It's okay, love. You can...