“Hey, are you okay? Dariel told me to stay with you.” Jacey entered our room with a knock, passing me a sweet smile.

“He did?” I chuckled.

“Yeah. Anyways, I hope it’s not that bad. I want you fine on the engagement.” She grinned, sitting on the bed with me.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that bad. I will be fine by tomorrow.” I smiled back, not removing my eyes from my foot.

How he touched my foot, said those about. Not knowing himself why he was doing all this.

“But, Dariel had strictly ordered you not to let you leave the bed.” Jacey continued, widening my smile.

“You should know...