Ivanna
"Why are you still here, Chris?" My voice can be heard better than last night, even though I have just woken up.
The first thing I saw after opening my eyes was Christian sleeping next to me, leaning on the bed. He must have gotten a backache and he's not telling me.
I know that!
I know it because of the way he's moving now.
Sometimes I wonder how I know him so f*****g well. Even his body language, his movements, the way he speaks and looks at me.
"What?" He rolls his eyes, pouring a glass of water as the nurse checks my pulse.
He drank three glasses of water just now. It's still not enough for him. A jug in a hospital is not enough for him. Because he drinks a lot of water more than 6 to 7 jugs per day!
"It's ten and you're still here?"
"Where do you want me to go?"
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