Mathew

She closed her eyes once more, and I attempted to gently wake her up. I forced a smile on my face despite the fact that I was not pleased to see her lying on the bed, struggling to stand up, and I whispered in her ear, "Viola, please sit." "You should get something to eat." I said this in a pleading tone as I struggled to lift her up, which was a difficult task for me. Her body was boiling as a result of her fever!

Dammit!

What right do I have to call myself a mate?!

Was it possible for me to be away from her for a...