Angela's POV

Today is the day when my plaster is finally going to be removed. Erish called the doctor in the morning for it. I was seated on my bed and waiting for him impatiently. Because now I feel irritated whenever I see this plaster. Because of this, I don't have anything to do and just sit on my bed like a sufferer. I hate this plaster on me. These few days became hell for me when I could not do simple tasks by myself and needed others' help. I am just not irritated because of this but also because of my busy husband, who did not have time for...