Chapter
The gentle beams of morning light filtered into Rose’s room as she began to wake up. Her eyes slowly opened, adapting to the soft glow. She blinked two times, her eyesight clearing on James, who sat by her bed with a tray of food resting on his lap. His intense look softened when he saw she was awake, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
“Good morning,” he said, his tone friendly yet authoritative.
Rose blinked in astonishment, attempting to rise. “What… what brings you here?”
“Calm down,” James stated, approaching her bedside. “I have brought you breakfast.” He motioned towards the tray. "You should have something to eat before taking your medication."
She paused, uncertain about how to react to this surprising gentleness. He perceived her hesitation and grinned. "Try no
