Slade
I stayed by her side the whole night without taking my eyes off. I just took her out of the bathtub and redressed her wound. I was basically playing doctor. I sigh and tuck her in bed after making her wear one of her oversized shirts. I removed the wet undergarments. She was pale and her lips were almost blue. I was scared for her.
More than anything, I hate that she is suffering because of me. I picked up the cloth I was using earlier and placed it back on her forehead to continue breaking the fever. I offered to take her to the hospital one more time but she is one stubborn woman. She kept saying she can handle it but I could see how her face turned ashen each time she felt pain. She said not to tell my parents because she doesn't want them to get worried.
I took her hand in mi
