Jackson POV
I went to dinner with my parents. I really didn’t feel like eating but if I didn’t show my face they would worry. We sat talking about things like what we had been doing and mum was preparing things for the coronation and I know she loved doing it. She always loved planning party’s and events. She was really good at it too. Dad hated party planning.
We were sat at the table and my head was getting worse. At first it was a dull pain, but it started to Intensify.
“Can I be excused please?” I asked my parents.
“I am done now anyway so we can head back to the office.” My father said.
That’s the last place I wanted to be, but it was better than being sat in a noisy dining area. We headed up the stairs. At the top I dropped to my knees and my father looked at me concerned.
