After so many sleepless nights, I finally slept without any disturbances, none from my head or externally. Everything went really silent for hours, until Logan decided to wake me up from it.
And obviously he had barged into my room. The sound of the door, loudly creaked open.
“Wake up, sleepy head.” He said, opening the curtains as the morning light burst into the room. I hid my head inside the sheets, “Why?” I cried hoarsely.
“We have an appointment for your ankle, don't we?” Logan said. But I didn't remember having any appointments. I brought my head out of the sheets, staring at Logan who was typing on his phone. “Dad's friend, Dr Kennedy said nothing about any appointment.”
He looked my way, “Dad probably forgot.” he replied.
He could be right. Dad was the type to forget simpl
