Sam's pov
He stood there, making me more worried than I thought. My heart drummed, and I tried to calm myself down. If he knew I was scared because I wasn't sick he was going to kill me.
"You don't need to worry, I have got everything covered. You just rest, and make sure that you recover. I have spoken to my father, and we have agreed to postpone the wedding because things aren't alright now, but when you're better, we'll carry out the wedding, okay?"
This was the first time I had actually seen him be calm. I was shocked, and at the same time bothered. Was this a plan to get me to losen up, or this was real?
Well, the most important thing now is that now is that he had already postpone the wedding. I was happy about it. There was no need for me to worry. It was only going to be a maf
