Angie's POV
When I woke up, I was still in a lot of pain. Last night, when everyone left the hospital, I went to sleep right away. My eyes feel like they are dangling from a big rock. My arm was hurt pretty badly. I got up right away from where I was lying down and forced my feet off the bed.
"Ouch!"
The pain spread all over the body. I was ready to fall, but Gilbert came in out of nowhere and put his arm around my shoulders right away.
He asked, "Are you okay?"
That good-looking face looked at me intently. I nodded my head and said, "Yes, th-thank you."
"Angie, don't try to do too much. In this clinic, you can take a break.” Gilbert said, "Your body is still too weak."?
For some reason, when I hear a weak sentence, I feel like I'm going to cry. I don't want people t
