Feeling something ticklish on her fingers, Penelope slowly fluttered her eyes open.
The huge frame of a certain man who sat beside her was the first sight her eyes gazed upon.
"Dorian.."
Her voice was low and hoarse.
She tried to reach for him but realised he was holding her hand.
"Yes my love"
The instant look of relief replaced the frown which had been on his face all these while.
"How are you feeling?"
He asked moving closer.
"Mm.."
She gulped, feeling parched and before she could even ask, Dorian was already pouring her a glass of water, he helped her sit up, then aided her to drink, careful not to spill.
"H-how long have I.."
"The whole day"
He replied placing down the glass and returning his attention to her, while mindlinking his gamma to order the chefs who would prepa
