Ardan opened my room and stepped inside while holding me in his arms. He dropped me on my bed.

“I’m gonna get you something. Don’t go anywhere, you’re not yourself.” He said and all I could do was laugh and cry and laugh again.

Soon after, he entered, bearing a minuscule cup of some substance that was still steamy. His face was tense and his lips pressed together in an thin line as he moved towards me.

“You’re awake? I thought that you would have been sleeping by now,” He remarked.

“Scarcely,” I said, rubbing my temples.

He set the cup down on the nightstand beside me. “Drink this. It’ll...