"Butterfly, get up and wear your clothes. You're not well." I uttered, making her stand up by holding her arms.

I can't punish her right now because she isn't well and also I'm not even feeling like punishing her.

She sadly lowered her eyes. I carried her in my arms and took her to the bed. I laid her down and pulled the blanket over her. She just stared at me silently now.

I went to her cupboard and took out one of my shirts for her as I know she prefers to wear my clothes.

"Wear it, I'm bringing something for you to eat." I went out after closing...