I look at him in silence and take his hand, removing it from my cheek.
"I think the fever is affecting you too much. I'll call Ahmed to get some tea and medicine."
"It's not necessary. I think I've already bothered you too much. I should go..." He tries to get up and staggers. I walk towards him and hold him in my arms, ending up so close to his lips that it paralyzes me.
My body emits a strong sensation. I have to clench my abdomen, my breath hitches as I feel his lips brush lightly against mine. I can't help but lower my gaze before his, which is so intense that it makes me falter, feeling a strange sensation running through the palm of my hand.
"It's very cold outside. Go back to the sofa. I'll find something to help you lower your fever. You're very weak. I should call a doctor."
