What should have been lunch with my Nick turned into dinner. I felt better after taking meds following my bath. I was glad he cooked a hot soup; it felt like I regained my strength immediately.
I don’t usually get sick, so I’m sure the sudden fever was just caused by exhaustion.
"Baby, I’ll take care of that. Go back to the room," my Godfather said, ushering me away as I tried to clear the table. I still felt a stinging soreness between my legs, making it difficult to move.
"Alright, Nick. My... you know... it still really hurts," I complained to him.
"It’s okay, baby. Your Godfather will treat it later. Go on, go upstairs," he said meaningfully. I followed his lead.
Since I felt heavy and sluggish, I immediately lay down on my Godfather's bed. He said he’d be angry if I didn’t sleep
