ELISA

"Are you okay?" Damon's face appeared in front of me disrupting my thoughts.

"Oh I'm fine." I answered but he just pursed his lips placing the food tray he brought on the bed.

"You are breaking out in cold sweat, do you feel uneasy?" He questioned placing his palm on my forehead.

"No, no, I'm good I swear it. Thanks for the food." I gestured to the breakfast on the bed trying to change the topic.

"It's no issue, you should eat then go wash up, I'll go do the same." I nodded at his words and watched as he left sighing.

That was a close one, I didn't...