I didn't talk to Chandria the next day. She tried to talk to me but I only gave her a blunt look. I am still mad at her for keeping secrets from me. My grandmother Helga was the one who took care of me. I was still sick but my temperature got a little bit better than yesterday.
"You have to take your medicine after you finish your breakfast, sweetheart. Do you feel a little bit better now?" grandma asked me as she put the breakfast and medicine on the table. She went closer and touched my forehead to check my body temperature.
I nodded slowly. I tried to put a smile on my face to assure her that I am feeling better. I decided to go out of my room and sat on the terrace where I could see my grandmother's garden. Somehow, the beautiful flowers and plants made me comfortable and relaxed.
