After leading her inside and standing by the door with his hands folded till she was done with the toilet, he was about to lead her outside.
“I feel dizzy, I want to sleep." She stopped him and looked up at him, blinking her eyes slowly and pitifully.
“Are you fine?" He placed a hand on her forehead.
“You need to get a checkup." He concluded and Carla had to force herself to act normal.
She held his hand in hers and gave him a weak smile. “I am fine, Damien." She called his name and he smirked.
“I only need a good sleep."
“Wait here." He walked into the room, opened the wardrobe and brought out a black shirt from the long roll of black shirts hanging in.
“Change into this." He threw it at her and waited with his eyes on her, it was just as if he didn't blink.
“I want to change.
