“Five days monster?” Liam repeated dumbly.

“It’s my time of the month, Dad!” Daniella yelled at the top of her voice as if reprimanding her father for not understanding that.

 “Shit!” Liam swore lowly under his breath and tried to lift her up in his arms, but Daniella wouldn’t oblige.

“Come on, Ella, let’s get you on the bed,”

 “No, Dad. I like it here,” Daniella growled in pain, rolling out of Liam’s grip.

“My stomach is on fire, Dad. I-I need my meds,”

By this time, white fine beads of sweat were now glistening on her forehead, down to her swan-like-neck.

“You didn’t bring them, did you?” Liam felt...